Dreams Never End

The optimistic pessimist

What Am I Afraid Of?

on February 6, 2016

Today is the sixth day of my 30 day blogging challenge.  I wondered all week what I might write about for today’s topic.  Suddenly it became crystal clear as the day arrived.

My daughter is a junior in college and chose to study abroad this semester in Buenos Aires, Argentina.  As exciting as that is for her well, as her mom, it is a bit daunting having her 7,000 miles away for home!  She has been gone for about two weeks and I have been trying to get used to the idea.  The pictures she has sent are beautiful and she is having a grand time.

A couple of days ago she informed me she was traveling by bus to Mendoza, Argentina to do some sightseeing and wine tasting.  There were ten students who planned to go together on the bus, but somehow my daughter ended up on a different bus, at a different time, then everyone else.  A twelve hour bus ride in an unfamiliar country, alone?  An adventure?  Yes, no doubt.  But a restful, sleep inducing night for a mom?  Not so much.

It wasn’t until last evening that she told me she was on the bus all alone and hoped to meet her friends, once she got there.  It definitely sparked anxiety in me and I truly felt afraid and slept very little over the night wondering if she arrived. Thankfully she has some excellent Spanish skills, so I knew she had that on her side.

So often I have felt afraid for my children.  You are afraid for their safety at a young age so you buy things to baby proof your home.  You are afraid whether or not they are making their developmental milestones on time.  You are afraid when they go off to school whether or not they will make the grade.  You are afraid whether or not they will be accepted by their peers and make friends.  You are afraid about those “bad” decisions they might make in order to learn a life lesson. A life lesson that you would prefer they learn by you offering your advice.  You are afraid when they spread their wings and fly away.  These are fears that come from living.  When you have lived long enough, you understand a little more about the calamities that could befall you in life. Being afraid for your child, I suppose, is just part of parenting.

Today, I was afraid for my daughters safety, as she traversed a new country alone on a 12 hour bus ride. As the day and then evening dragged on I decided to look at some images of Mendoza. I will include some for your viewing pleasure.  It is an incredible looking place. She is so fortunate to have such an opportunity.  After about 15 silent hours, I got one quick Snap Chat, letting me know she had arrived and was well, my fear lessened. It didn’t go away but it lessened.  It will be alright.  It will be an experience she will never forget.  I am not so afraid for now.

Mendoza, Argentina what a beautiful place!

Cheers,  JustLorelei67

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