Heartbroken

Well, it's official. My little girl doesn't need her mama anymore. No, not Kinsey. Aliya. She has been in Ontario for 5 days and she hasn't called. Or e-mailed. Or contacted me on Crackbook. I think she's having a perfectly swell time without me. It used to be that she would go somewhere just overnight, and she would have to phone me to talk to me. But I guess she's getting older. Pretty soon she'll be sewing her own clothes and growing her own wheat for her pasta. Oh wait. Wrong century.