We've just got back from an evening at Aida's; me and all the Fau family. It's late and I'm tired but I'm also upset. My heart aches. What does it ache for? Home, family, friends. But most of all, a chance to see my dear old Mum. Oh how I miss her voice, her smile, her laugh, her warm affectionate hugs. I miss being able to have a laugh with her and bicker about stupid things. I miss teasing her and making us both laugh so much that tears run down our faces. I miss sharing with her everything that's on my heart, no matter how stupid or small. After nearly a whole month of not talking to any of my family (our internet has been out-of-order since the house move which means no skype) I
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