Today my lovely nephew turns 4. (Happy Birthday Aidan!)
I’m missing his birthday, and will miss his starting school in a couple of weeks time. I missed my niece, Sophie’s, 5th birthday a couple of months ago, I’ll miss a new nephew or neice being born soon, and in general I’m just missing out on everybody’s lives and the day-to-day news (although I’d miss less if they occasionally emailed – hint).
I love it here. But I miss home. Oh Hannah Montana, why can’t I too enjoy the best of both worlds?
In summary: missing being there.