So many destination faces going to so many places

9 years ago, I took this face to the airport to begin a new chapter of his life in the United States of America.  It was the hardest thing I have ever done,  -  before I took Tooli to the airport and said goodbye for 2 years. 

This time, I didn't have to be in the airport. 

This time, J's mum and dad had the honour to take the kids to the airport, and set them off on the next chapter of their lives together. 

Charlotte - Detroit - Shanghai -Shenzhen.  And then?   Who knows. 

This time, I'm happier because he's got someone by his side, someone who is as excited about travelling as he is.  Someone who adores his manic ways and non-stop-need-for-input.     

I'm devastated for J's mum and dad.    

This crazy ass boy from Scotland, came along, pursued their daughter, won her over and then set about winning them over.   I think he's got there. (He must have, I don't think they would have let her go otherwise). 

I tuned in today - messages flying back and forth - between myself and the kids, and Js mum and dad.  I've been there, I was able to reassure them... as much as I could.  That the tears would stop. And then start again.  And then stop.  And then start again.  

I will admit to a little welling up today  - and tears dripping over my eyes when I recalled how awful the whole situation is.  

The waiting for the day, the carefree days of laughter before it. The feeling of dread as it approached.   And then that awful moment when you squeeze them for the very last time, take a big sniff of that head, squeeze them again, and then let them go 

It's awful. 

But then they get where they are going and you live vicariously through them for the next 9 years, and life is great. 

Dawn, Danny - they'll be fine, They'll have fun, and adventures, and they will conquer the world together. 

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