I hear the sound of kids playing as I walk past a neighbour’s apartment, bringing back the sadness and loneliness of having to leave my family whenever we are together. It is not often we are all together. One year, four staying with me, including 2 kids, three staying nearby. We were together every day for 2 weeks – eating, drinking, swimming, playing, shopping, coffee-ing, icecream-ing, cooking, laughing, sharing, crying, visiting, loving, being amazed at growth and love and freedom, observing, reconnecting, reminiscing, discussing, reading, …..
Then they left, and in an instant life changed. I missed them. I missed the noise and the busy-ness, the anticipation and the closeness, the love and the sharing.