Weeping Willow

My face probably looked like Niagara Falls complete with puffy structures that used to be eyes. I have no idea how I drove in that condition.

I drove my parents to the airport today. They're taking a trip back to the Motherland for the summer. As luck would have it, my father's break matched up perfectly with mine. So, I managed to spend a whopping 4 days with them.

As they walked through security, I waved and waved till I could no longer see my father's balding head. I'm sure the security guys thought I was never going to see my family again, considering the number of Starbucks napkins I was shoving under my eyes. Side note: Not the best tear absorber. Bring a handkerchief instead when sending off loved ones!

I jumped back in the car, cried a little in the privacy of my SUV, programmed the GPS, and headed home. As I drove up to pay for parking, I noticed that my father had left me the perfect amount to pay for it. After merging into the right lane, I cried some more.

I got home and looked around the empty house. I felt even more alone. I figured the best thing would be to keep myself busy. Unfortunately, the washing machine and dishwasher did all the work.