...of emotions.
I spent the weekend in Cheltenham with my best girls Bronnie & Charms. Not just 1 night away but 2! That is the first time in 3 years since having Finn and Isla that I have been away from them. I missed them. A lot.
However it was was lovely to spend a frivolous, drunken, happy weekend with the girls as the opportunities to do this are reducing as our emigration date nears.
Previously I have felt huge buckets of guilt along with excitement, trepidation, hope and many more but until this weekend I hadn't really felt sad. We talked a lot over the weekend about my move away and I started to feel quite sad that I'm not going to see them very often from August. Of course, they reassured me that there is Skype, e-mail, Facebook etc which is true but it won't be the same. These are the consequences of emigrating. I already knew this and have accepted it but all the same it drove it home.
We had such fun and I got the chance to shop during the day, uninterrupted and with no requirement to be home at a specific time. Bliss.
Andy was at home holding the fort dealing with Finn who had caught the tummy bug that Isla had the previous weekend. All 3 survived the experience but I'm sure they were just as relieved to see me as I was to see them!
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