Home of Slightly Cracked Dreams

I was very grateful yesterday that the people the exchange students stayed with for their last few days were unable to take the girls to the airport, which allowed me to. I was concerned the girls were not getting the whole concept that they were going home, and that home was a different country, so to take them to the airport and see them get on a plane was a good opportunity.

I didn’t count on the fact I would be the one fighting back tears and sooking all the way home as I listened to the kids radio station. Far out I’m the biggest sook under the sun.

It’s amazing to think that in such a short time people do become part of your family. It also reminds me of one of my favourite quotes: “Friends are the family you make for yourself”*. We don’t get to choose our family (although I think I got lucky, personally), but our “family of friends” we do.

Right now they’re on (or getting on) their plane home in Sydney. My girls waved goodbye at the airport understanding they were going home, which was a long way away. And I watched Little Women last night - the perfect excuse for a little cry.

And today there’s still washing to do, food to cook, children to feed and clothe.

* Despite searching the web I couldn’t find the author of this quote, so I’m assuming it was anonymous - but I’m willing to be corrected if anyone knows….