I explained to Maddie and Katie that I would be gone for four days. I told them I was taking an airplane to Washington D.C. with my new friends from work. I told them I was going to learn how to be a better teacher. I told them Daddy would be taking care of them. They seemed to think this all sounded reasonable enough.
As I prepared to leave for the Learning Forward 2015 Conference on Sunday morning, my heart felt heavy. I sure was going to miss my family.
“Mommy’s gonna miss you so much,” I said, readying myself for a teary good-bye. I swallowed the lump in my throat and mentally rehearsed my farewell speech. But I didn’t get a chance to speak.
“Bye, Mommy,” they called over their shoulders as they ran off to play.
I looked at my husband in disbelief. They’re going to miss you, too his eyes said to me.
Later that evening, I sat in the hotel lounge with my colleagues, taking in the beautiful view of Washington D.C. and chatting about work. My phone vibrated with a text notification. It was a video from my husband:
Oh, my sweet Katie. She does miss me. Of course, she misses me.