|Daniel and Kailynn|
If I allow myself to think of saying goodbye again to my dearest Kailynn, my heart constricts. I brush away the thought only to be met by the thought of saying 'good bye' to Katrina.
"Tell me again, why is it you want to go to New Zealand?"
"Mom, I told you...God told me to go there!"
"Yes, I know...okay...I am going to miss you."
"I know, mom."
I should be immune to good byes by now. Unfortunately there is no vaccine for good byes. Each time I have to say good bye, it feels like the first time I have had to do it.
|Katrina singing in her band "Summer of Persimmons"|