My son, dil, and my granddaughter are moving abroad at the end of May, it has come round so quickly and the realisation of it all hit me like a ton of bricks yesterday.
I have encouraged them to go with their dream of moving/working abroad, I would never dream of doing otherwise, they have the rest of their lives to enjoy and make a go of it.
But deep inside I am broken hearted, I adore my beautiful gdd she is only two and the light of my life. Of course I love my son too.
I need a coping strategy, and need to keep going till the awful day we wave goodbye at the airport, any suggestions welcome!
Severely depressed and confused
Could someone tell me what happened to the post ...
