It’s harder than I thought, saying goodbye. All those last times...
Today was the last time that all four children went to primary school together. The last time cycling to sports, the last time playing with your best friend, the last time to the Dutch beach. The last time chatting on the school square with your bestie mums…
It makes me sentimental and a little sad, we leave so much love and beauty behind.
But also: making lunch boxes for the last time, packing bags, arranging parties, planning things, taxiing children, buying presents, arranging, planning, fixing, running, surviving.
How much headspace will I have this coming year?
And what will that bring us?
