We dropped Emily off at the hotel in Little Rock on Sunday, she had to be checked in by 1700.
For as much as I pushed for her to get to this point, it would not have taken much for me to have just brought her right back home with me. Leaving her there was very difficult, and made for a very quiet 3 hour ride back home.
She was at MEPS at 0400 on Monday, final processing there, and then sent over to the airport. We texted back and forth there until she boarded the plane at 1430. Plane left early, and arrived early. First time in an airplane for her, she thought it was going down when it turned sideways over Lake Michigan to double back toward the airport (I watched the entire trip via flight aware).
Once at O'Hare, she checked in, wasn't allowed to talk on the phone, but was allowed to text. I sent pics of popeye and crap to lighten the mood.
Final text said she was headed to the bus. That was the last I heard from her. At around 1900, she made her 10 second phone call to Maria, letting her know that she has safely arrived and that she would not be contacting us again for a few weeks.
Monday night, I know she was kept up all night, and so was I. Simply couldn't get the thoughts about what was probably going on with her during processing. For the last couple days, been thinking about it almost constantly. Might not be concerned at all if it was a son, but it's one of my girls, and this is the first time one of them have been anywhere that I cannot in any way step in and help them if needed.
I'm excited about the transition at the same time. Can't wait to see how she comes out of this. Graduation will be some time in May, can't wait to be there.
