Recently, we dropped Phillip off to where he had to meet the bus, that took him to the plane, that took him on the adventure, that he was scheduled to go on.
You'd think that with this being our 5th major separation (we count 4 months of additional training), that I'd be a Pro at this. I'm not. I think that the pain that I felt that day was the worst yet.
The last days leading up to the time to say goodbye are so hard. You don't want them to go, yet you want them to go, because you're so sick of that black cloud looming over. Phone calls telling you that the plane has been delayed are bittersweet. Let's get this crap over with!
So, on the day that we said goodbye, we had lunch and then went to the Antique Car Museum to help pass the time. I'd been curious. And to tell you the truth, I wasn't expecting much.
I was wrong! If ever you are in the area, it's worth the trip.
Below are some pictures that I took that day with my phone (I plan to go back with a better camera). If you want to see more, I've added some pictures to the Alaska Bound album in our photo collection. I only wish that you could hear the mood music that was playing in the background; it reminded me of Main Street USA at Disneyworld.
|I LOVE this dress!|
|My favorite car. It had a single seat in front, and a single seat in the back. I'm sorry that I can't tell you what it is, though.|
|Hipstamatic image from iPhone.|
|Sarah (with an attitude).|
|A child's play dress.|