I stole these pictures from my brother. We packed all of my parents' suit cases into the car early this morning and my brother took them to the airport. I wish I'd taken pictures of how crammed the car was with suit cases, and of my kids chasing after the car while my parents waved out the window, or of our red noses (...from crying...or trying not to cry) when we came in and finished getting ready for school.
But I guess I was just living the moment and the camera stayed in its case. Now to take a deep breath and blink back the tears as I go on with life for another year and a half without having them nearby.