Summer camp ended in a tide of tears and goodbyes. Taking photos I found myself getting a little choked up. Darn cute kids and their tears. One teenage girl had been crying so much her eyes were scarlet red. It looked as if someone had beaten her about the face.
I am free, for a fortnight. Two weeks, more than 1100 photos, countless hours and agnostic prayers.
Now it’s time for a little traveling.
awwwwww! you touched that kids life. awesome. be safe, and don’t forget to at least look at the next mornings train times if you are going to sleep in the station.
“i’ve got 6 hours until the 808 comes in, leave me be!”
I really like the picture. The poor kid…When I was young I used to be baffled by the emotions that other kids displayed when leaving camp or at the end of school. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough…
I hope you have a great time traveling!
I understand the missing the wife thing. I’m crying for you on that one. I couldn’t do it…
Certain music has a way of bringing on tears, but I was tearing up just looking at the photo.
Just call me sentimental. Or something.
first day at Romper College, pre-k, i held on the rail that led into the entrance, they couldn’t pry me off until my mom finally pulled away from the school. ugh.
come end of the year, during the class photo, i am sitting on the teacher’s lap.
i don’t know what was worse the first or last day of school.