Melancholy feelings swirl in my heart and my soul, until like a shaken aluminum can of soda that erupts when opened, so my feelings too are at the explosion point and I must write them into words as I unlatch my heart.
My beautiful girl has been home for the past couple of days, taking a much needed break from her summer internship. The reality of being away and being alone really hit her on the 4th of July. She spent the evening sitting on the beach reading her book as she watched families enjoying cookouts and playing games together. Her meal highlight was a baked potato when she got back to her little bungalow house. We rectified that on Monday night by having hot dogs on the grill, roasted potatoes and blueberry salad. We finished the evening by having quality family time watching America Ninja Warrior together on television.
Mallory and I have spent the last two days shopping, lunching at new to us restaurants, and enjoying lovely life conversations over mochas and lattes at local coffee houses. It is so nice to go exploring with her, something that we did on a regular basis back when she was in high school.
It is so easy for me during the course of a normal week to stay home and putter about the house. Never going out to explore, to have those experiences that fuel my writing. It is not very exciting writing about painting your walls or moving your laundry from the washer to the dryer.
This morning we made a quick stop at the Farmer's Market to top off her cooler of "from home goodness" with some fresh blueberries and a cookie for her snack at work this afternoon. Then it was time to say goodbye again, send her on her way northward. This summer may be hard for her being away and being alone, but I know that through this experience she is growing and learning so much about herself. This journey is helping to shape her future.
So even though there is a flutter of melancholy feelings in my heart and a tear in my eye every time she leaves, I know she is becoming exactly who she is meant to be.