According to our family habit of incorporating random bits of foreign language into our daily conversations, Johannah calls Jon, "Pere." Here he's giving her those last words of advice before launching her into the 54,000 student world of Ohio State. Moments later (not shared here), the entire family openly wept (except for me). I was brave, only welled up a bit. My tears came later, alone, at night.
Today, all's well. And so is Johannah who has already texted each of us. Thanks for all your warm and caring thoughts.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Goodbye Pere
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7 comments:
That's such a sweet photo.
It's so hard to let them go.
(I too am the type to cry at night when I'm alone ...)
Happy and sad and beautiful.
awwww.
Precious photo!
Susan
I'll echo--sweet photo!!
And I don't usually cry alone at night; if someone else is going to cry, then I jump right in! :-)
It's such a joyous, sad time.
Great memory. I can't imagine.
Excellent shot - captures a monumental moment in time and all its emotion.
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