I shall be curled up on the floor in the foetal position, sobbing my heart out, unable to speak, overcome with sadness and grief because I will have waved/kissed/hugged/squeezed goodbye to my Drewy as he heads off on his adventure to Canada for a year. January 27, 2011.
What was I thinking when I encouraged him to head off to the other side of the world for a whole twelve months? Yes, I really want him to go and No, I don't want him to go at all.
It's going to be a long year,next year is.
A veeeerry long year.
I need a project.
A big one.
To distract me.
And no, Gibbo doesn't count as a project.
1 comment:
Oh Mare, I don't know what to say.
This is going to be such a wonderful experience for Drew and one he'll remember all his life. But you already know that.
With today's technology you will be able to talk/email/blog with him everyday.
And I'll still be your friend!!!
... and I think Gibbo will make a wonderful project!
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