Munchkin is a sad little monster. Today he had to wave bye bye to his Ah Ma....his ma-mah. It is by her side that he learnt to take his first unaided steps, it is in her company that he first uttered a fair few new words, it was on her knee that he first learnt the meaning of "relax" and it is in parting with her today that he first broke our hearts.
It was dark, cold and grey. We had already said our good byes at the departure gate. Munchkin had been fine and was not really too fussed about it all. The adults had had tears and hugs and kisses. But Munchkin, well, he was just interested in going through the "DOHRrrr" of the lift. But then as I stood holding him in the carpark, we heard a plaintive little cry of "Mamah?" "Mamah?". Holding back tears (this is both of us I might add!), we had to explain that she had gone home on a aeroplane and that she would be back soon. The murmurs of "mamah" didn't stop and neither did the waving at the aeroplanes taking off and the blowing of kisses to the sky.
He seemed ok once we got home but this evening as we sat outside, warmed by a rare burst of sunshine, he pointed upwards at some planes overhead and said rather sadly "Mamah" as he waved frantically and blew a hundred kisses to the sky. Suddenly, it the world felt cold again despite the clear blue sky above and the sound of the birds was drowned out by the soft voice of a sad little boy.
"Only with the agony of parting, do we look into the depths of love"
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