For the past 2 and a bit years, I've read post after post of people struggling at the end of their time in the UK with saying goodbye and getting cold feet about the move.  I always thought to myself "that won't be me, I am meant to be in Australia".  Well I was wrong!!!!

I do still want to go to Australia, it's just that closing down your life here is so so hard.  We've had a pile of goodbye this past week and the hardest was saying goodbye to my good friend Katie and her family on Sunday after satying overnight with them in their new house.  It was horrible.  Thank goodnes the kids didn't seem to notice all the grown ups in tears.  The really are resilient little devils, and they are giving me tons of strength right now.  Actually, Becca asked the other day "how many more sleeps til we go to listalia Mummy?"  How cute?

I am absolutely dreading today.  We're going to the dentist which will be a trauma in itself, then off to my Mum and Dads where my Granny will be visiting.  This will be the last time I see her, and she's 87 so it's entirely possible it really is goodbye this time.  I'm petrified.  She adores my girls and she has told my Mum she doesn't want to know when the last time she'll see them is.  When she goes tonight, we're just to say that we'll see her a few more times before we go but of course, we won't.  Thankfully, we're here for 2 and a bit more weeks so it's possible we could so she won't know.  I have no idea if I can pull this off.  How do I say goodbye to her tonight without breaking down??????  She's pretty old though so I don't want to upset her and I just HAVE to find the strength to say "see you next week Gran"