Not Just Travelling, Hiding

This is how it feels to be two years old and not at all happy that your favorite person in the house is deserting you for two weeks of kayaks, sea turtles, and eco-education.



I know, it is all relative. There is no question that it could be worse, that life is really good, but it doesn't make my heart ache any less for her when she checks in closets and behind curtains thinking maybe, just maybe, he isn't really gone and is, instead, just playing hide-and-seek.