Letting go…

I spent my early morning hours yesterday at the airport sending our second exchange student on her way home.  It didn’t get any easier this year. It was like watching a part of me walk away, knowing that most likely, I’ll never see her again.  She’s spent 10 months in our home so she’s become “one of ours.”  I know it’s selfish of me to not want to send them home to their own parents. 

As I sat in the very same airport last June, watching another student sob and tell me how much she was going to miss me, I thought to myself how I could ever consider doing this again.  Yet, the glutton for punishment that I am, just a short month and a half later, we had a bright Ukrainian student who began calling us “Mom” and “Dad” right away.  As I was watching her leave yesterday, I was already counting the days until our “new” daughter arrives, go figure.

This year’s experience has taught me many things.  Mainly, what to watch for as my daughter gets older.  At 14, she hasn’t yet begun to cause some of the issues our 16 year-old-exchange daughter did.  All teenage girl stuff for the most part, but it’s already sent me into “full alert” mode wanting to stop my child from making some of very same mistakes.  To be completely honest, I think it’s more to protect myself from the worry and frustration, as well as the total shock at what they do sometimes.

I knew from the first act of defiance to the final “knock down drag out” between she and my husband in the airport as we were trying to get her boarded on the plane, that she was part of our family and always will be.

With all that said, it really has been a good year.  We truly enjoying welcoming students into our home.  It’s been good for us as well as our children.  And, as an added plus, we have children all over the world now.

Night all.  I promise something a little more clever, or at least entertaining in my next blog.

Saying goodbye

Well, it’s 11:58 and if I don’t write quick, I’m gonna miss another day of blogging.

It was a really busy weekend and I feel like this is the first moment I’ve had to sit down.

In just over 24 hours, we’ll be saying goodbye to our second exchange student.  It is so bittersweet.  She’s been with us for almost a full year and it’s very difficult to say goodbye.  I feel like I’m sending my own child away for good. I still feel the emotions building up when I think of last year’s student and our tearful goodbye.  Now, I must do it again.  But, like I said, it’s alittle bittersweet.  Our “exchange daughter” has been quite a challenge the last month or so.  I hate to see her go, but I’m a little relieved to be sending her back to her own parents.

I just hate that she’s leaving after the few bad weeks we’ve had.  Hopefully, between now and her 5 a.m. flight on Wednesday, we’ll have a chance to talk.  I really want her to know how much she means to us and what a great experience, for the most part, it’s been.

And if it’s not bad enough, we have another student arriving in mid-August.   I’ll have children all over the world before it’s all said and done.

I’ll have to write more about our experiences later.  For now, I’m tired!  I have to be up for work in a few short hours.