Joey, Allie... This is for you. May these stories be like tiny feathers that will one day drift down out of nowhere, bringing back great memories and smiles. You have brought me true joy with your laughter and song. This is your roadmap back to your youth and my guide home when memories fade. What a blessing it has been! What a blessing it continues to be.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Tracking Joey
My son has embarked on his Senior trip and is currently somewhere in Italy. Because of the high cost of international calling, we've worked out a plan for him to send text and video messages when he is in a wifi spot. My last instructions as he boarded the plane were for him to send me a message to let me know he made it safely. So far, I've received nothing. While checking my bank account this morning, it became clear to me that he had indeed made it to Italy as my debit card was working it's way across Europe. While I may never get a text message or video message, I can track my son's progress by mapping out the ATM withdrawals along his journey. It's not the plan I had hoped for, but at least I know he is alive and well.
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