It was D Day (Departure Day) and our flight was not until the afternoon. This lady was determined to make the day count. Before heading to Dad's, I had to do the short helicopter ride. I knew I could count on adventurous Anthony to go "shotgun" since he is always willing to partake in my crazy adventures. I also knew hubby would have no part in this ride. To my pleasant surprise, Little D wanted to go; his tune quickly changed once on board.
The smiles before the tears of goodbye.
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