A true friend never gets in your way unless you're going down. ~ Arnold Glasow.
So not good at goodbyes.
So not good at goodbyes.
So we had a *last meal* on the deck: roast lamb with all the trimmings, cheesecake. The kids abandoned us to hurl water bombs at each other in the front yard & whack the pinata Star had made to bits. Star always does a pinata to celebrate her & Irish Lad Number One's birthday.
A last photo...
And all that's left is an empty table, abandoned chairs & the sort of memories only good friends leave behind.Two years & counting down.
10 comments:
Jealous about the cheesecake, you look beautiful mummy!
One day I'm going to be sitting at that beautiful table. What a view!
Saying goodbye leaves an empty feeling. But now you start the anticipation of the next visit.
I don't think those boys could look more Irish!
It is hard saying goodbye to treasured family and friends...
I love the photo of you and your friend!
Obviously, I am way too emotional today. I am in tears for you.
I am not good at goodbyes myself and often break into tears. I'm sensitive and my husband has tried desperately to teach me through the years that this is a gift and not a problem--it is an expression of love. Still very hard to say goodbye to loved ones. I dwell on the happy memories...looks like you made them. :)
How beautiful!
We Irish have so many contacts in Australia...so far apart!!
LObstar: I would've saved you some cheesecake, m'dear, but it wouldn't keep. BTW, are you sure you don't need glasses...
Jeanne: Any time...☺ Door's always open for you, kettle's on...
Sandra: & they sound Irish! Not surprising, I know, but at times we practically needed an interpreter!
Amanda: lol She is so tiny! I feel like a heffalump beside her. ☺
Oh Seeking! It's all good. Sharing with you today...☺
Jan Lyn:The best bit is the kids. They are so different & yet every two years they hook up as if they've never been apart & have a great time together. Star is good that way. She is more extroverted, the younger boy is too & Star thinks up heaps of stuff for them to do. Naturally the water bombs originated in her brain & she got the wettest.
Gerry: We are considering a flotilla of frigates just towing the whole blooming island out here. It would solve so many problems! ;P
Tiny? All I noticed were the loving hugs ~ your arms around her.
Sweeeet... Two years seems so long, though.
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