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Kathryn Mayer • Writing Out Loud

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Leaving on a Jet Plane

January 12, 2011 by Kate Mayer 10 Comments

My college kid is traveling to Albania, and I'm jealous.My college girl is in Albania and got there all by her lonesome.

It’s not that I doubted her competence, navigational skill, time management, or ability to triage a situation and react accordingly, but I do.

This is the same kid, who can’t get to the mall 7 miles from home, her best friend’s, nor consider she may need a winter coat. In Ohio. She left her wallet and passport in the shopping cart at Target.

She’s 18, knows everything and nothing at all, all in the same brain. Enough said.

Not just leaving the nest, but leaving the country. But she did it.

Got through JFK security, paid fee for fat luggage, lost her passport, found her passport, made her flight, with nearly 15 minutes to spare. Despite each boy man more handsome than the next, according to rapid fire texts, she was seated in the very last row (what happens when you don’t leave when we tell you to), next to an older gentleman with a distinct aroma and humongous wart on his nose, who insisted in Italian, repeatedly, borrowing nail clippers. And she couldn’t translate contraband accurately.

My kid took Spanish. Not Albanian nor Italian. Español.

Watching her leave was both heartwarming and heartbreaking. I was panic-tweeting all young moms to go nurse a baby or change a diaper or play Hi-Ho Cherry-O or dreaded Chutes & Ladders because before they know it, their kid would be boarding an Alitalia flight with drop-dead good looking men eyeing their daughter and checking out her ass. For real.

What happened to Barney, goldfish cracker, couch pillow forts, sippy cups, and Harry Potter? How could this be it?

Kid leaves home, kid leaves college,kid leaves country. Parents proudly cried.So I took photos, before nearly wrestled to the ground by a  rambunctious, not-so-overly-zealous TSA agent. Apparently they frown upon photographing security checkpoints; probably should have known that.

Our kid is traveling the globe. Paying for airfare, crashing at a generous cousin’s home, mooching off his employer for a fabulous internship, and earning college credit for winter term. Sure beats bagging groceries.

With even a layover in Milan, which sounds quite glamorous, but left a mere 90 minutes before catching a flight to Tirana, Albania. Which is not Moscow, the queue she landed in, but gratefully, that agent refused to accept her ticket.

Thank you Comrade.

And now she’s in Tirana, Albania. With no texting, tweeting, cellphone and very little Facebook access. How will she we survive?

She left on a jet plane, and barely slowed down to wave. 

Hubby insists, “We done good.”

Make no mistake about it: I’m very aware our youngest will most likely hitchhike to Rio and we’ll never even notice he left. But the first one? This is freaking us out.

Mom and dad watching their oldest fly away Refection of us watching the oldest fly away. Literally.

She’s literally flown the coop. Rather attractive husband insists this was the plan: raise confident kids ready to take on the world. It just happened all too fast.

Even with 3 kids still at home, that empty nest looming is so overwhelming I’m buying all the kids ponies, which is exactly why the youngest are always so spoiled: because we don’t know how short the time we have really is until that first one takes off.


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Comments

  1. Robin says

    January 12, 2011 at 9:06 pm

    Thank you for this exquisitely written post. Being the mom of an elementary aged, only child; this piece is so many things to me.

    It has brought tears to my eyes. And yes, I would have to agree with “Hubby”.

    Oh. And ponies all around!

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  2. LazyMom says

    January 12, 2011 at 9:20 pm

    OMG! it is true–you want to raise independent kids, but I hate when they run off.

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  3. Michelle Saunderson says

    January 12, 2011 at 9:28 pm

    OMG, this is so gonna be me in a few years with my son.

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  4. Kathy (p/t writer, f/t mom) says

    January 12, 2011 at 9:58 pm

    sure wish i could do direct reply here:
    ROBIN: Go slow and get that kid a pony (ride).
    LazyMom: I hear ya!

    Michelle: You’ll be fine. You’re the most grounded friend I never met.

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  5. http://raisingamazingdaughters.wordpress.com says

    January 13, 2011 at 9:35 pm

    Great post. Our middle child who needed to be tucked in last every night pretty much until the day she left for college, traveled solo to Santiago, Chile to volunteer in an orphanage just after graduating from college. She had never been anywhere alone, mostly because she never wanted to go anywhere alone, not even the mall! She called at midnight on her first night. She was at a pay phone on the street somewhere in Santiago, by herself, having taken a bus (her first) from one place to the place she was to stay that night. She was fine. I almost had a heart attack. So it went throughout her 4-month stay. Relax about it all. She’ll have the adventure of a lifetime and you’ll probably survive. Of course, my youngest jumped out of a plane on her semester abroad but that’s a whole other story.

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  6. Kathy (p/t writer, f/t mom) says

    January 13, 2011 at 10:09 pm

    Thx for the support! This kid of ours too, jumped out of a plane on her 18th birthday. She has no fear. I have plenty.

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  7. The Fashionable Traveler says

    January 14, 2011 at 7:38 pm

    What a touching post. I was inspired, this week, to think about my very first trip abroad at the age of 18. Although it’s seems like yesterday, it was over 20 years ago. I remember so much about that trip, what I wore on the plane, the bag & journal the writer sitting next to me had, how nice the stewardess was. I do immediately misplaced my passport before arriving at the immigration desk, but thankfully due to the kindness of strangers and a bit of luck, I arrived safely to Victoria Station where my aunt was waiting. I matured quite a bit in the 12 hours since leaving the states, since I distinctly remember how cool my parents were for letting make such a trip by myself.

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  8. Kathy (p/t writer, f/t mom) says

    January 14, 2011 at 9:40 pm

    Catherine, thanks so for your so kind words and letting these rookie parents know how this trip will impact our girl far down the road.

    Good for your parents for giving you the world, so that you can blog, write and travel and give it back to us! thanks so very much 🙂

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An irreverent storyteller with a foul mouth and big heart, Kathryn Mayer (aka Kathy and/or Kate) is a writer, humorist, and (former) activist writing out loud with humor and grace about little life moments with big ripples, including the space between parenting and aging parents, social issues, angsty reflections of midlife, and, sigh, gun humpers. Still. Sometimes a big deal, sometimes not Mayer is a national award-winning columnist, according to the National Society of Newspaper Columnists, and her essays have been recognized as Voice of … Read More Here...

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