Daughter Lise and I had errands to run the day before she left. What better way to start the eating day than getting a sandwich from Burger King? This was a treat, the only time we went out for breakfast. David handed us our bag with a smile.
Her flight didn’t leave until 20:00, so we had lunch at Watami Noodle in town. While waiting with her in the airport, David fixed her shoelace.
She was told to be in the terminal three hours before departure, which seemed excessive to us. We chatted and played a few word games until she went to her gate. As usual, I dreaded her leaving ahead of time, days three and four to be exact. I was sad and a little depressed. As David and I left the airport, I realized I was too tired to be sad. I would just remember all the things Lise accomplished and the great pleasure we had in being together.