Here We Go Again

I hate goodbyes.

I had a really busy morning. Up early for Bootcamp, short run, shower, Oscar had a haircut.....then it was the trip to Heathrow.

Tom didn't say too much. This is the first time he has traveled on his own. I know he's a big boy but it's always nice to go with someone.

We went by train. Signal failure at Shenfield didn't help but it was better than going on the M25. The Heathrow express is really nice and very quick.

Tom didn't want anything to eat and neither did I really. I ordered a baguette hoping he would share but he didn't so I forced it down.

Then it was the emotional goodbye. As soon as we got to this departure gate I was off, which didn't help him. We clung to each other which seemed like a lifetime, I really didn't want to let him go. I know he's not happy about going back. As always I told him how proud I was of him, to work hard, to look at blip, to be proud of himself and that I loved him....then he had to go.

I waved until I could see him no more. I went to the loo to sort myself out and then went past the departure area to get get the train back. I saw another family going though what I'd just gone though and it started me crying all over again!

Good trip back. Stripped his bed. His room was unbelievably tidy which makes a change. But it's empty of him.

Looking forward to FaceTime later.