Originally Posted by Snuzy
Today was a big day for me. I had to drive my 13 year old son to the airport at 5am for his 8th grade trip to Washington DC. And if that's not bad enough, this is his first time flying. I could tell he was a little nervous, but didn't want to let him know how much my heart was pounding. He's a good kid, but kind of quiet so I was happy to see the kid he was rooming with hanging out with him, and they both looked happy. I'm not a big worrier, but I didn't leave the airport til his plane took off, and when I got home, I was on the computer making sure it had landed safely. (It did.) I have his hourly agenda, so I know that right now he is at the Holocaust Museum. Can't wait til 9pm when he'll be able to call me from his hotel. And Saturday night at 9pm when he gets off the plane, I'll be even happier.
I know how you feel.
When my daughter was a senior in high school she flew to San Diago for the Holiday Bowl, she was an all American Cheerleader. I was a nervous wreck with her flying all by herself, I had called the airlines, and somebody met her and got her to her other plane. I just knew somebody was gonna steal my baby out there at that airport, I could just picture all them( Moonie?people)trying to get her
And then I tried calling the Cheerleader people at the hotel and they wouldn't tell me if she got there. They kept telling me it was a privacy thing. After about 1/2 hour with me on the phone, they finally told me that someone that looked like her was there and that she had the same name as my daughter.
I had finally told them on the phone that they could just talk to me until I heard something. I told them if they hung up I would just call back, I told them I understood the privacy thing, but I just wanted to know if she got there.
I was almost crazy by the time she got back to Mississippi