Half way through the party, no idea why, it suddenly dawned on me. we were not going to see any of these people, all so dear to us, for half a year. We were going to just be gone. No puff of smoke, no ’shazzam’ - just an absence.
I cried. Saying goodbye, to Jan, my parents, family, good friends, the dog…. once I started, I couldn’t hold back.
And today, we packed the car with plastic tubs full of… well, I am not even sure what anymore. But I am certain it was all terribly important when it went in there.
And now the reality bites. I confess to feeling profound guilt that we are heading off on this incredible indulgence - and Jan will wave us goodbye. I feel selfish beyond words.