Steak, baked potatoes and corn on the cob. An excellent meal by any standards.No messiah, no apostles and no crab though. I asked her what she wanted to eat her last night at home and of course she wanted seafood (I think she loves it more than me) and I could not comply. To be specific, she wanted crab newberg made from the McCormack seasoning packs you used to be able to buy in the store. Keywords: used to. They haven't made it for a few years now and we can't seem to find a comparable recipe either and believe me we have tried. So for her last meal before she headed off to college, we substitued the good ol' midwestern meal. She was satisfied and grateful but I couldn't help but think how this was just the beginning of me not being able to "be there" for her when she needed me, even though she would probably not admit that she needs anyone for anything anyway - what 18 year old does? I know she is only 45 miles away and of course there is texting, facebooking, skype and the old standby, email but it just won't be the same and that's got me feeling, well... sad. The good news is that she isn't sad at all and is really ready for this "beg-ending" to begin and that makes me... happy. I love you Jessica and wish you the best at DU!
And somethin' tells me the messiah was there after all.
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