My daughter is leaving Thursday for a six-week internship at Habitat for Humanity in Americus, Georgia. She's 19 and hardly ever home anymore, but I'm going to miss her so much. She's taking a bus by herself and will be en route from Thursday afternoon until Friday morning. I took a bus to California when I was 22. It was a three-day trip. I felt so old and in control, but I wasn't that much older than my "baby" is now.
I'm so proud of her; she loves community service and social-service work. And she is crazy about construction, so the Habitat gig will be good for her. Her goal is to join the Peace Corps, so she might meet people who have been in it while at Habitat. I know she's going to change the world. (Actually, I fully expect her to lead a revolution against the tyrant dictator in some Third World country one of these days!) She's my hero. One time, when I took her and a bunch of other kids on a mission trip to North Carolina, there were a bunch of men there who didn't want to let the "girls" do any heavy lifting or serious construction work. But my daughter and her friends insisted, and by the end of the day, the guys were standing back with their tails between their legs. My daughter said to me, "Mom, I love to be underestimated." I thought that was so cool.
But I am a little nervous about her being away and traveling alone, so if you ladies would keep her in your prayers and good thoughts, I would really appreciate it!