A French Truffle Kind of Day

This afternoon, my daughter and her fiance left for a new adventure some 1200 miles away.    My daughter had ambivalent feelings of course...sad to leave but happy to start a new life. Her two sisters shed tears for this sister who will live so far away and is to be married in August.  My husband and I are depressed and saddened too, but doesn't a parent hope that their child will soar up in the sky as if she were a kite.  I took down the Christmas decorations to keep busy and distracted, and because with everyone gone, but my youngest daughter, Christmas is truly over.  I am worried too about my father who will have some tests.  And so, it is a French truffle kind of day.  I sat down at the computer, brought the gift from my son to the table, and have now munched down my fourth chocolate truffle.