It was a tough two days. The lead up to it, even tougher.
For the first time in many years, I had an Alfie ‘what’s it all about’ moment. I could hardly wait to get to the sanctuary of home to indulge in this thought.
At the airport someone called my name. It was someone I knew many years ago. She was on her way to see her daughter who was at boarding school. “Boarding school?”, I asked incredulously.
“Yes”, she smiled. Her eyes welled up. She thanked me softly. “What you gave me is hope. She can live a normal life. You gave me courage to see this. Our paths were meant to cross”, she tells me.
Little did she know, when we said goodbye, it was a fair exchange.
Until next time
a dawn bird