I am back. Sort of. I was going to say I was back in the land of the living. But I'm not sure I'm quite there yet. I spent some wonderful time with my daughter before she left. I cleaned her room out yesterday and, in between tears, found little notes that she had left for me. Darn her! I was doing pretty good, cleaning out from under the bed, and then BAM!! I found a note. I pulled myself together and did some more cleaning. I opened her curtains and BAM!! Another note. This morning I got my makeup bag out (pointless, really) and BAM!! Another note. Thus, the pointless part. Why bother putting on makeup if you're just going to get all emotional and cry it all off.
But, I will be okay. And as the days go by, and she becomes fully ensconced in the work she set off to do, I will be able to put on my makeup once again. Which I am sure the people around me will appreciate. Because I am not the "isn't she a natural beauty" sort of girl. More like, "wow, would you please put on some makeup - - no, MORE makeup" sort of girl.