I knew that mocha at 9pm was a bad idea but maybe good in that i’ll get a post done at last.
This one’s all about the photos
Back after 10 years.
The baby that was born in 1999 is now taller than me. I think because i’m not surrounded by children i don’t feel the passage of time the same.
Since i’ve been here my niece is a daily reminder of the passing of years.
I feel a new urgency.
I’d forgotten how i love the bright, white sunshine here.
And the cafés…
Next week I fly forward to my past with a reunion after 11 years. The last time I saw this boy it was a freezing January at Glasgow airport and I promised I’d be back soon. I never thought it would take so long!