With my heart in Central America...

For the first time I could to feel how does my mom feel each time when I leave her for a while, because of my coaching visits, national and international conferences or internships that I usually do. Indeed, at 4:00am I had to say bye-bye to my mom for a month-business-trip to Panamá. Something that she (and me) really wanted to do.

Honestly, last night I couldn't sleep well.. I was thinking about all the things she needed to pack, all the last recommendations about clothes and the documents and other weird things she could forget.

I seemed myself like my grandma: -Mom, please take care with the money..!; don't accept anything from strange people..!; Call me as soon as you have arrived there..!; I love you, and, by the way: Happy women`s day! :)

The next week I'm going to fly to Mexico to AXLDS and then I won't have anyone caring about all the last details of my trip.. and I feel I need my mom, maybe, because I had not noticed before that my mom stays with her heart in the throat every time I leave home..

and this feeling is awful!