...."Break Down in Home Furnishings." I could almost hear that in my head yesterday at Target. You know how you will hear over the loud speaker "Clean up on isle 7" that is what I mean. She (Rachel) was only picking out a pillow. A pillow that she will not lay her head on for the first time in our home. No, not our home, but that evil, ugly, sin-filled dorm room she is so looking forward to going to. (kidding about the sin-filled - hey, this is my baby).
I really am doing quite well with the whole "move off and leave your poor, sad mom" bit. We spent most of the weekend together and had a good time. She was not feeling well yesterday, that is really why she sat around with me, but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Boy, am I going to miss her.