My dear old mum and dad have been here for a month and whilst we've all driven each other nuts at times, I've absolutely adored having them close by.
This morning I waved them off at the airport for their long flight back to Blighty (we're in Australia) and I feel sick and sad, and keep crying. I've been through this a number of times before but it never seems to get easier. I just miss them so much
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I wish wish wish they lived down the road, or I was able to see them more often. My dad is 70 this year and I'd love to be there for it. Oh fuck it, i'm gonna cry again.
Husband doesn't really "get" the heartwrenching misery of saying good bye. He's Aussie and his folks live down the road, lucky bastard. He has been an absolute saint whilst they were here (80% of the time).
How do you get over the pain of goodbyes?