Empty

You'd think I would be use to it by now, the empty pit in my stomach I get whenever I have to say good bye. I had to drop my parents off at the airport today and I have decided that it is harder to be the person left behind then it is to be the one doing the leaving. It's not something I'm going to lock myself up in my room for two days and cry, it's just sad to say goodbye. Usually by the time I get home from the airport I get too preoccupied with my children to stay sad. On the other hand, sometimes it's nice to be able to get back into my routine with the kiddo's. That means being lazy in the morning, hitting the gym in the afternoon, and making sure the kids are still alive by the time Nate gets home....boy, I think I need to get a new routine.