Cyprus, where she will be a nanny for the Brady Bunch.
She will welcome the New Year with a great family that is not her own, on an island about as far from Syria as New Hampshire is from my childhood home in Pennsylvania.
As her mom, I am standing here on the sidelines, as uncertain as she is about how the next six months of her life will be – unsure of what she will learn about herself, how it will feel to live so far from everything familiar.
The adventurer in me is certain she will have the time of her life. It is the mother in me who is teetering on the edge of certainty.