Posted On: January 15, 2015
Every so often my work requires that I travel. And when I do, I miss my family so much that it aches. This week, before leaving town for a business trip, I took my kids to school and hugged them extra tight. I reassured them that while I would miss them like crazy, I’d be back before they knew it. My daughter clung a little longer than usual so I clung right back, told her not to be sad and kissed her cheek until it was raw. I kept it together until I left the school at which point I let the tears roll.
The next morning, I woke up in California and knew they were on their way to school. I sent a chirpy text to them on my husband’s phone, full of x’s and o’s. And in return, my daughter texted “I miss you but I am not sad.” Cue my tears once again.
Though the tears were mostly because I missed her, I also felt guilt useful source. Because I realized that in my effort to comfort her, I have asked her to deny feeling sad when she missed me. The reality is that when you miss someone, you ARE sad. And that’s OK. In fact, it’s more than OK, it’s a tribute to the power of love.
Our company is all about carrying that love with you. Whether it’s someone you won’t see for a few hours or a few days or ever again. It’s hard to be away from a loved one and it feels wonderful to carry their photo with you.
So, if you’ll excuse me, I have a plane to catch and some kids to hug.