For the first time in my adult life I am the one left behind. My whole family is on a trip to the tropical island of St. Lucia and I'm stuck in the midst of exams, grading, not taking. Normally I'd be the one traveling someplace with no access to phones, busy with daily needs that I wouldn't consider hanging out in an internet cafe. Well this time, I am the one left to worry. Did they make it? Are they ok? I reach for my phone to dial my mom and remember, oh crap I can't talk to her right now. So, this is what it feels like being on the other end of traveling kids. I know they are having a blast and I can't wait to catch up and hear about their trip. It's weird being on this side of things...
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