I hate taking people to the airport. Hate it hate it hate it. We all stand together at the gate, them ready to take their shoes off and empty out their bags for customs and me trying not to think things like "I won't see them now for another year". Come crunch time we all hug and kiss and say how much we love each other. Usually I'm the one that cries the most, the one being left behind as it were. The journey home is always terrible. It constitutes me bawling and feeling that knot of homesickness creep into my belly. The feeling lasts anywhere from a few days to a couple of weeks but does get slightly better once I know the travellers are home and safe. Having Jack with me helps because he keeps the mood light, but then all it takes is for a grandparent to hug him close and kiss his little head and I'm off again, blubbering like a schoolgirl that just got dumped.After we left the terminal yesterday I took Jack to the roof of the parking lot and we waved at the first plane that took off, shouting "Goodbye Grandma and Grandad!" Little did I know that they were actually close by at their gate, watching us from behind tinted glass windows as we waved frantically at "their" plane leaving.
Today they are home safe and sound, drinking tea and digging out their warm cardies (it's cold and rainy in NW England). Now we have to work out how to Skype each other.
Our next visitors, Craig's mum and dad, arrive in eight weeks time. Time for me to get rid of this knot in my stomach before it jumps right back in.
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Done all that. Gone to the airport, watched the plane come in. (That's my boy's plane!!!) - Eagerly anticipated son's arrival from Oz. Watch everybody off the plane.
No boy. Worry. Oh er? Got the date wrong. Talk about wasted emotion.
I know, it's hard isn't it? But think about the happy memories you made and keep those alive until next time.
Skype is definitely the way to go.
:-)
Oh my goodness, I know what you mean. Hate it too. Do hope you feel better now. Skype is amazing. They are just there! Eldest has dad in USA and he skypes. Feels like his dad is in the room. Go for it!
The only thing worse than that is driving off down the hill from my mother's in England with her blaring her eyes out at the gate and two little kids in the back seat sobbing uncontrollably.
I had tears in my eyes just reading that Pam and I do know how you feel. Skype is brilliant and it does help a bit. Sending a hug. A x
Hey there ladies - thanks for the comments. I know that each and every one of you go through this too. Heartbreaking but unavoidable, with us all living in different places.
Skype is brilliant isn't it! Can't think why I haven't done it sooner.
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