That awful feeling of saying goodbye

How many times have we been through this -- sitting at the airport waiting for boarding time with a lump in our throat as we don't want to say goodbye?

Today was no easier. The boys cried. Johanna cried. Noah said "only ninety days and we'll see you again". Thanks Noah, this after spending the morning asking gently if he could go back with Johanna. "I've know here since I was 6 months old, you know".

Some other here:

The last cuddle, Lining up for a hug and checking in.

Magna Carta - The airport song