Mother's Day

Every day that goes by is filled with utter sweetness. My little girl knows where she is headed next year. She knows more about what lies ahead and she is absolutely thrilled. Since my last post Caillean has learned the school she will attend this fall, we had our first webinar that talked about what to expect for the next few months both preparing to leave and actually traveling to Oman, her first Arabic books came in the mail, my daughter went to her prom, solo, and it's Mother's Day. It's sweet because she's still here, rattling around in the house, going out to sushi with the family, listening to her favorite new music, and talking almost nonstop about Oman.

I imagined this post would be full of more information. I have learned so much about Oman in the last few weeks. But for today, this post will only be full of one thing. Pride. I am so proud of my daughter for being brave enough to take this adventure on.  Her host family will be welcoming an incredibly caring, kind, thoughtful, bright, and fun girl into their lives. A huge vacuum will be left in our lives, but only temporarily. I can't wait to hear about her adventures and to listen to Arabic from her lips.

 More news is sure to follow but for tonight, I am going to head downstairs and into her messy room so I can listen to her chatter about whatever is of interest to her and kiss her goodnight. This time next year her room will be tidy but without her. I will be counting down the days to her return home in single digits. So for now, I will enjoy the sweetness of having my girl home.