awake

Tim's getting a new tattoo and I am here with the girls. Or actually, they are playing and I am at the puter.
Work is hell when there is nothing to do.
Tim's band will be practicing. I will be taking the girls shopping. Juna has to practice living out of a suitcase for the next two weeks.
We shall see how that goes.
The house is quiet. I love my house when it's quiet and dark. It's peaceful, calming.
Thea's room is crazy, it's like a womb. Pink everywhere. When light shines through the curtains the air is pink. It really must be what a baby sees in the womb. I need camera batteries. Then I can put a pic up.

sending an 11 year old to Japan

My daughter, Juna, wanted to go to Japan with the trip the school takes each year. My husband and I encouraged her to apply, she worked very hard. She was accepted into the program and has been attending meeting every other monday for 2 hours, learning about culture, language and traditions.
She is excited about going.
I'm getting cold feet.
It's paid for, the travel bag is here, she's got her clothes.
I am worried.
This girl that I have grown, breastfed for 4 years, carted to dance, gymnastics,swimteam,softball,baseball...
It's the 24 hours of travel that most concerns me.
She has not travelled very much.
She is a little timid. She's not a yeller. Or complainer. At least to people other than me.
She is going to grow without my help. Or my husband's help. She's going to do it on her own. Be her own person. This maybe is what scares me most.