My younger son left home four months ago. 🙁 Time for some positive thinking! 🙂
- He’s on cloud nine living with his clever and talented girlfriend.
- He’s moved to Edinburgh, my favourite city – yet another good reason to visit.
- Free sofa bed during the Fringe – whoop whoop!
Sigh . . . that’s enough of that, we all know that true happiness requires honesty, and the honest truth is that I miss him terribly. I miss hearing him singing and playing his wonderful music in the next room while I’m cooking. I miss his enthusiastic book recommendations (and yes, I promise I’ll read The Picture of Dorian Gray). I miss the way he always kept his bedroom spotlessly clean and tidy.* And while Edinburgh may be only three hours away, that’s three hours too far to pop round for a coffee – and it’s still in a foreign country isn’t it? Continue reading