My one and only child is clear across the country on Mother’s Day.
And I blame Donald Miller.
Back when she was in high school she read Through Painted Deserts, she’s wanted to visit Portland ever since.
So she booked her flight not realizing…
I awoke this morning to a text that was time-stamped 2:30 am: “landed in Portland.”
At 12:30 pm Detroit time, 9:30 am Portland time, I sent her a text: “Safe and sound?”
Because that’s all a mama wants on Mother’s Day.
Especially when mama’s personality type is INFJ – The Protector.
“yes. Happy Mother’s Day. Love You!”
“first stop: Breakfast at a Swedish restaurant
Danish pancakes with lemon curd and lingonberries”
Love you, too, baby girl. Keep the pics coming.