I don't have any coping mechanism other than to be thankful that I have grandchildren here as well as the three in Australia. My daughter sent a video yesterday of the family at some beauty spot and tears were immediately in my eyes. I watched it again and again and now can watch it to enjoy the happiness of it, the funny things the children are doing, the love they all have for each other.
Last time they came over we made a spectacle of ourselves at the airport, all of us in floods of tears at parting. I used to fly over regularly but like you flamenco I am not getting any younger and have reached a state of decrepitude that makes it unlikely I will ever make the trip again, especially since I have no companion to lessen the load, They are not on mainland Australia and the journey is a killer 36 hours door to door.
My daughter has been gone since she met an Australian in 2004 and disappeared over there a few months later. It doesn't get easier but I have had to accept it and am so thankful that we can message every day and send videos and talk for free. How different from when I went off to live abroad when just married and we communicated with 'home' by airmail letter and telegram.
Good Morning Saturday 16th May 2026
Unite the Kingdom and Pro Palestine marches Cup 16th May 2026




