I miss her....

I have been missing my daughter something awful lately and hate not having the option to visit with her for even short periods of time. She and her family are still up north but are planning to move back here in the fall, which makes it a little easier to deal with, but I miss her terribly none the less.
I had a dream last night that we were together and leaving our home. We packed up all of our worldly belongings in a ton of luggage and headed toward the airport late at night. She was only about 15 years old and for some reason I had to leave her in the lobby of the airport because I forgot something important and had to go back for it, when I walked out the door I turned around to look at her one more time and a terrible sadness struck me to see her sitting there all alone with all of our baggage.
I felt rushed to get back to her from wherever I was and it felt like it was taking me forever, I worried that she would be panicking and not know what to do without me there if someone tried to come and take our things.
I'm sure that could all be interpreted in any number of ways, but the bottom line is that I miss her and she misses me and she needs to hurry up and get on home to her Momma. End of story....
Nicole, if you're reading this, this picture is for you, I took it this morning when the dew was still on the ground and was thinking that seeing it would have made you smile.
Love, your Momma