It’s 6am and I’m about to go off to the airport to pick up my son after 5 months away. Strange. I can’t wait to see him and give him a massive hug and take the time to note those small inevitable changes in him as a person that occur inevitably after such a massive life experience. Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Thailand again….how will those countries have seeped under his skin? No, I don’t mean through wounds and sea urchin spikes and the warnings of tattoos that I’ve heard some of his mates have got and it won’t be difficult to note the larger changes – he’s got a plaster cast on his leg and will be on crutches, so I should be able to recognise him. I mean the actual character building, personality shift changing experiences. We’ll see.
SO. Enough musing. I don’t have time. I’ve got to go. Get him back really quickly so no time for delays because I have work to do. Then take him to the hospital. Then a million things to sort in a hurry. Have to be vague for the time being. Have to talk about the weather and try not to worry too much.
All my children were coming with me to the airport. They are hugely excited – especially my youngest child. He’s missed him. He was going to make a big white sign with his name on – like the drivers do waiting at the arrival gates do – which I thought would have been really funny. But. In reality, now I come to wake them up I’d say the odds have dropped to 50/50. “Do you think it would be better if I stay here and make breakfast?” said my daughter sleepily from her bed….
It will be strange for him to be coming home after such a long stint away. My brothers did it all the time, flying from the UK to Hong Kong for holidays – I did it less, until I was 17 – and it always takes some adjustments and you have to manage doing WTF you like with living back at home. On the upside it’s always so lovely to come home to those familiar faces, smells and your own bed.
How long will it last before he is wishing he was in Ha Long Bay and I am complaining about all the washing?
I will not complain. I CAN”T WAIT. Off now. First to reawaken the others.
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Such an exciting time, I hope everythign goes well. love the idea of the sign!
Thanks x
I give you 82 minutes before frustration of the mess, smell, attitude hit home lol. Still it’ll be a great 81 minutes 59 seconds, enjoy it 😉
You are so right Lx
Great to hear that he’s back home! I’ve been catching up on your blog for a while but was unable to leave any comments for some reason, due to very sllllooow internet! Hope the weather is improving your way…