Last week I learned that … all is not lost!

Last week it seemed that the Empty Nest Syndrome was an unrelenting condition.  After many years of tender parenting the shock of a child leaving home and its waves can hit like a thunder bolt.  Then, out of the blue when life seems to be so cruel a gentle reminder makes everything worthwhile again.
Fortunately, this roller coaster for us has become less painful; and we have learned little tricks that lighten the load.
On my daughter’s birthday in August we had a Skype breakfast together.  We prepared identical food and white wine and cleverly placed our laptops so we could eat and drink together.  Even being 5 hours apart didn’t dampen our sense of occasion.  After her breakfast and our lunch; I took the ‘tablet’ around the house so she could see the ‘old place.’ We in turn saw about her tiny home where we had spent a happy holiday earlier this year.
This very weekend  my daughter sent me poem via Facebook  by Ceciala Meirles and another by Violeta Parra arrived by Royal Mail a week earlier . Today, I recieved pictures by email from Centro Cultural Banco do Brasil where Antony Gormley has an exhibition. 

My daughter so far away brings me much joy and I will never regret her leaving home … I honour her and her family in Brazil.