Tears and Fears

So after not travelling for a long while, having to pack my luggage and saying goodbye to the kids were the most painful things ever. Not to add the fact that the husband is also travelling the same week I'll be gone. Thank goodness my mother has stepped in to look after the kids.

Last night, the act of putting my clothes and getting my stuff organised proved to be a little too sad for Sara. She saw me packing and ran to my bed and buried her face in the pillows, crying soft tears. I had to fight back my own tears to soothe her. And then Danial and Farah too came to my room both teary :(

I called home this morning and my mother said Sara cried a little in the morning but was soothed and was better. She called me three times before she left for school, too. I told the kids that they could call me anytime they need. My phone bill will shoot through the roof but I think it's money well-spent.