…but I’m not.
My oldest child and favorite daughter leaves for vacation tomorrow.
She’ll be gone ten days.
I should be happy, I should be jealous, I should be grateful.
But, I’m having difficulty with all three.
You see, she’s going to Haiti.
For TEN days.
She’s doing what’s right.
She’s doing what’s noble.
She’s doing what her Grandfathers would be proud of.
But, it’s driving me crazy(er).
Ya see, I’m a bit of a worrier.
Haiti was a dump before the earthquake.
It’s worse now.
She’ll be going to a “Hatian Health Conference”, staying in a hospital, working in a hospital, helping people.
And I am proud, very proud.
But I’m worried, and as a warning, I may be a tad testy(ier) for the next ten days!
I may have taught her a few things.
But not what a vacation really is.