Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 4648761)

Hi Keri

After a few months and having much to do here I became used to not seeing them and got on with life. All the kids come out 3 or 4 times a year and the scene is always the same at the airport, when they arrive I am like a child being taking to the sweet shop. I am glued to the window until that aeroplane lands and then I am waving like mad as they walk to the terminal, jumping up and down trying to see them waiting for the luggage and then I don't know which one to hugs first when they come through the doors.

When we take them back to the airport I am quiet all the way there, stand in line with them trying to be brave for their sakes then the kisses and hugs goodbye and by the time I get to the last one we are all sniffing and the tissues are all little pieces of paper held tightly in our hands.

BUT I LOVE IT! I love the excitement of seeing them arrive, love having them here and I even love saying goodbye, I think the move for us has brought us together even more than we were.:thumbsup: Say your goodbyes, have a cry (yes boys can cry too) be extra special loving to your mum because she is your mum:wub: then once that is all done get on the aeroplane and get ready to start that LIFE..........:thumbup:

Originally Posted by Kyla (Post 4648861)

You've set me off! :cry_smile:

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 4648925)

I can only find a dirty squnched up tissue, but you can share it...:angel_smile:

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 4648761)

Hi Keri

I'm a mum and when OH and I said our goodbyes to our 5 kids/partners and grandchildren I thought my stomach was being rip apart I can not explain the pain I experienced my heart was pumping and I really thought I can not do this. I sobbed and sobbed for days and when I said goodby to my youngest I thought I was going to die. We insisted that no one came to the airport with us and although my two sisters came out for a few days 2 weeks later we told the kids they could not visit us until the New Year because I would not be able to bare it.

After a few months and having much to do here I became used to not seeing them and got on with life. All the kids come out 3 or 4 times a year and the scene is always the same at the airport, when they arrive I am like a child being taking to the sweet shop. I am glued to the window until that aeroplane lands and then I am waving like mad as they walk to the terminal, jumping up and down trying to see them waiting for the luggage and then I don't know which one to hugs first when they come through the doors.

When we take them back to the airport I am quiet all the way there, stand in line with them trying to be brave for their sakes then the kisses and hugs goodbye and by the time I get to the last one we are all sniffing and the tissues are all little pieces of paper held tightly in our hands.

BUT I LOVE IT! I love the excitement of seeing them arrive, love having them here and I even love saying goodbye, I think the move for us has brought us together even more than we were.:thumbsup: Say your goodbyes, have a cry (yes boys can cry too) be extra special loving to your mum because she is your mum:wub: then once that is all done get on the aeroplane and get ready to start that LIFE..........:thumbup:

Originally Posted by Compost Mentis (Post 4648995)

Hi Keri,
I know what you mean, I think. It's true, that Spain is not so far away, and that it is easier, and quicker to get there than some places in UK. I think that the strong emotions that are around at the idea of leaving, are almost more to do with the actual closure of the old life and everything in it, although in a physical and emotional sense you will not be far away from those you love. For weeks, as I've been going about my business, I have been aware of thinking, 'Well, I'll probably never cycle down that road again, I won't need to catch that bus into town anymore. When I leave my flat, I will never see that particular view again.In a few weeks, my neighbours and friends will still be passing the time of day with each other, but without me. My manager will be going to advertise for someone to fill my job. Everything that is presently familiar will change. There are many things to mourn for, that will become a thing of the past. It's no wonder it is such an emotional time for people. You know somehow that the space that's left will be filled with new and happy experiences, and of course your family will be a big part of that, but I think the space between what is, and what will be is very emotional and scary until the transition is made. :)

Originally Posted by sam parky (Post 4648980)

Hey Crispygirl, thats one of the nicest posts I have read on this site. Now Ive replied Im off for the kleenex :cry_smile:

Originally Posted by Compost Mentis (Post 4648995)

Hi Keri,
I know what you mean, I think. It's true, that Spain is not so far away, and that it is easier, and quicker to get there than some places in UK. I think that the strong emotions that are around at the idea of leaving, are almost more to do with the actual closure of the old life and everything in it, although in a physical and emotional sense you will not be far away from those you love. For weeks, as I've been going about my business, I have been aware of thinking, 'Well, I'll probably never cycle down that road again, I won't need to catch that bus into town anymore. When I leave my flat, I will never see that particular view again.In a few weeks, my neighbours and friends will still be passing the time of day with each other, but without me. My manager will be going to advertise for someone to fill my job. Everything that is presently familiar will change. There are many things to mourn for, that will become a thing of the past. It's no wonder it is such an emotional time for people. You know somehow that the space that's left will be filled with new and happy experiences, and of course your family will be a big part of that, but I think the space between what is, and what will be is very emotional and scary until the transition is made. :)

Originally Posted by Compost Mentis (Post 4648995)

Hi Keri,
I know what you mean, I think. It's true, that Spain is not so far away, and that it is easier, and quicker to get there than some places in UK. I think that the strong emotions that are around at the idea of leaving, are almost more to do with the actual closure of the old life and everything in it, although in a physical and emotional sense you will not be far away from those you love. For weeks, as I've been going about my business, I have been aware of thinking, 'Well, I'll probably never cycle down that road again, I won't need to catch that bus into town anymore. When I leave my flat, I will never see that particular view again.In a few weeks, my neighbours and friends will still be passing the time of day with each other, but without me. My manager will be going to advertise for someone to fill my job. Everything that is presently familiar will change. There are many things to mourn for, that will become a thing of the past. It's no wonder it is such an emotional time for people. You know somehow that the space that's left will be filled with new and happy experiences, and of course your family will be a big part of that, but I think the space between what is, and what will be is very emotional and scary until the transition is made. :)

Originally Posted by Mr Impish (Post 4648691)

I've not followed your move at all but look at it this way.
You are a 2 hour flight away in Spain.
You would be farther away if you moved to Blackpool.
Spain is not the other side of the world!

Originally Posted by mikelincs (Post 4649742)

I totally agree, we lived 1 1/2 hours by road from wifes son and family, and now we are only 2 hours away by plane, so not much different, have already been back to Uk once this year, will be going in summer and they are out here this wednesday, now hear that both of her brothers want to come out later. We will probably see as much of them as we would have done in the UK.

Originally Posted by crispygirl (Post 4648761)

Hi Keri

I'm a mum and when OH and I said our goodbyes to our 5 kids/partners and grandchildren I thought my stomach was being rip apart I can not explain the pain I experienced my heart was pumping and I really thought I can not do this. I sobbed and sobbed for days and when I said goodby to my youngest I thought I was going to die. We insisted that no one came to the airport with us and although my two sisters came out for a few days 2 weeks later we told the kids they could not visit us until the New Year because I would not be able to bare it.

After a few months and having much to do here I became used to not seeing them and got on with life. All the kids come out 3 or 4 times a year and the scene is always the same at the airport, when they arrive I am like a child being taking to the sweet shop. I am glued to the window until that aeroplane lands and then I am waving like mad as they walk to the terminal, jumping up and down trying to see them waiting for the luggage and then I don't know which one to hugs first when they come through the doors.

When we take them back to the airport I am quiet all the way there, stand in line with them trying to be brave for their sakes then the kisses and hugs goodbye and by the time I get to the last one we are all sniffing and the tissues are all little pieces of paper held tightly in our hands.

BUT I LOVE IT! I love the excitement of seeing them arrive, love having them here and I even love saying goodbye, I think the move for us has brought us together even more than we were.:thumbsup: Say your goodbyes, have a cry (yes boys can cry too) be extra special loving to your mum because she is your mum:wub: then once that is all done get on the aeroplane and get ready to start that LIFE..........:thumbup:

Originally Posted by Compost Mentis (Post 4648995)

Hi Keri,
I know what you mean, I think. It's true, that Spain is not so far away, and that it is easier, and quicker to get there than some places in UK. I think that the strong emotions that are around at the idea of leaving, are almost more to do with the actual closure of the old life and everything in it, although in a physical and emotional sense you will not be far away from those you love. For weeks, as I've been going about my business, I have been aware of thinking, 'Well, I'll probably never cycle down that road again, I won't need to catch that bus into town anymore. When I leave my flat, I will never see that particular view again.In a few weeks, my neighbours and friends will still be passing the time of day with each other, but without me. My manager will be going to advertise for someone to fill my job. Everything that is presently familiar will change. There are many things to mourn for, that will become a thing of the past. It's no wonder it is such an emotional time for people. You know somehow that the space that's left will be filled with new and happy experiences, and of course your family will be a big part of that, but I think the space between what is, and what will be is very emotional and scary until the transition is made. :)