Emily left yesterday. By car, with her girlfriends, for her last SPRING BREAK, to Florida. Ironically, she is heading to Daytona Beach, Florida, home of her Mom & Dad's last Spring Breaks of youth. I got a text about an hour ago saying they are in Florida now.
Annie left this morning at 5am. Hubby took her to the airport, where she and girlfriends are flying to South Padre Island, Texas. The ironic thing here, is I use to go to SP as a child, with my Grandparents. I had a Great-Aunt that owned condominiums in this little vacation town. Annie texted me a few minutes ago to let me know she is in Chicago, her stop & plane change, to head on down to Texas.
My sweet girls still text me, giving me piece of mind, when they are here or there. I got texts from Emily as she crossed into Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia, and finally Florida.
They both yearn for the ocean air. This they get from their Dad. He craves it as well. They will brown their skin, Emily's hair will poof, and they will soak in the sun. They have loved it since they were babies. They come alive on the beaches.
Emily's first trip to the beach, she was just 16 months old. I was pregnant with Annie. We have gone just about every year since then. When you live inland in the middle of nowhere, you crave the warmth and beauty of the sea. {Personally, I could be happy anywhere, as long as I have loved ones!}
The tiny flip flops in the picture are the girls first pair {hand me down for Annie}. I discovered them recently while starting my baby clothes project. They are so tiny! And were worn so much!
I sit here anxiously waiting for Emily's text that they safely arrived in Daytona Beach, and Annie's text that she has safely arrived to South Padre Island {Annie will have to take an hour shuttle from the airport to SP, once she arrives}. I am grateful they have this opportunity. Worried, as any Momma, but my girls are smart, and they are good girls. But still I worry. They deserve the break, a week to put the school stress out of mind. To have some fun, and to make some memories.
But, I'm gonna worry till they are home safe and sound!

