So, my momma left last night to head back to Newfoundland. My sister and I took her to the airport and we were all doing so much crying people must of thought we were insane.
I absolutely hate the airport. When I was a kid growing up in Newfoundland my dad would come for visits and we would always have a lot of fun. The airport was always the end of the line and when I was a kid it felt like I would never see him again.
When I was teenager my mom and I had to go to the airport to fly back and forth to St. John's so I could get treatment at the childrens hospital. I would cry and cry the whole flight. Now that I live in Alberta I get to see my Dad all the time but of course momma is still in Newfoundland so I cry to break my heart everytime she leaves.
So, thats why I hate airports.
The few times Zane and I have been on vacation I'm still so stressed going to the airport for me its a terribly sad place.
I am counting down the days until I head back to see mom and do some more crying in the airport!
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