Tonight we had to do the thing I’ve been dreading for weeks, it was time to see S1’s dad off at the airport.

I think it would be hard to find anywhere further from ‘home’ to live, it took him 36 hours travelling to get here and about the same going back – 3 days total.

I think it’s hard for most people to even comprehend – There was an amazed look from a stranger who overheard us saying to CJ ‘you might see Grandad late next year sometime?’.

Whenever we wave goodbye to one of our parents without any idea when we’ll see them again I always feel a bit alone, like the first time I moved away from home.

I came home and gave CJ and S1 a big hug each.