melancholyNow I just happened to glance at the clock and realized that it was already 6:30 pm - and my daughter hadn't wandered by yet to ask what's for dinner. And following that realization came the second one: she isn't home anymore - I dropped her off at the train-station this afternoon because she had to go back to boarding school today. Holidays are over tomorrow.
It feels so totally strange not to have her around. I'd gotten used to her constant presence again over the holidays (which were long enough - from Dec. 20th to Jan. 6th - 18 days in all!). And I realized another thing: I, again, truly enjoyed having her here. Even though I didn't manage to get much done, because I spent more time with her, but it was lots of fun.
Good to know that, while puberty *has* set in, it hasn't really developed into something unpleasant. Yet? ^^
