Anything for a Quiet Life

By DeniseS

Waiting

It would seem that for the next few years, I am destined to spend time in railway stations or airports just waiting. Waiting to say hello or, in this case, waiting to say goodbye.

The same place where, 3 weeks ago, I welcomed my eldest home with a huge hug, now saw me letting her go back to her student life with another equally large hug.

I wonder how many people waited on that platform today?

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