The parents are coming! The parents are coming!
I know four months is not that long. I’ve done longer, maybe not happily, but I’ve done longer. But, still October feels like ages ago. Christmas was hard. It was always going to be hard, but with my Grandma’s death a week before the holiday, it was even harder for me not to be home.
Today I get to do the fun bit: I get to stand outside Heathrow arrivals, eager in anticipation, waiting to breathe that little bit easier once I see their plane has landed and easier still when they walk into the arrivals area.
I can’t wait to give my mom a hug.