like sending your child off to college
i feel like i just sent a piece of me out into the world to fend for itself and i am left to sit at home, hoping that it will come back to me. after all of the paperwork and running around for photos and writing that fat check to get my expedited passport, i just had to send the precious thing off to the egyptian consulate to have a visa made.
is it ridiculous for me to be feeling pangs of loss in my heart for that little blue book?
i am worried about it.
