diary days

By Carie

A lifetime of "Goodbyes"

Dropped my husband off at the bus station this evening for the midnight coach to Heathrow. He flies back to Bahrain tomorrow morning. I am staying on for another six weeks to renovate my Dad's (now mine) house. Hate saying goodbyes. Whether it's to our grown up kids or my husband. We seem to have had a lifetime of "Goodbyes", firstly as a Navy wife our goodbyes were frequent and some for a long time. Nowadays it's usually saying goodbye to one or more of our four kids and sometimes it's to my husband, but that is expat life! I always feel like someone's chopped a limb off me as part of me is missing. I never have got used to "Goodbyes ".

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