Terminal:-- that a little what its like. On the journey up we are full of conversation and events and struggles and food and sharing the singing and complaints and queries. The we get there and whoosh, they are gone, you are alone, their life is entirely apart from yours, they continue without you, as they will.
At home it's quiet and peaceful and not boring because there are lots of things to do, but it's different and you wonder if the previous days ever even happened.
Years ago when we first had Skype I was babysitting for little Hector and Toby while Katy and Ben were at home with Dudley. I skyped to see how it worked and we chatted for a minute or two then they wandered off to do other things. I was left in a silent room watching the room in our house. I could hear them talking and laughing. Once in a while they came into the room to collect something. I felt like a ghost in their house, knowing they were there, watching them, listening to them but completely unable to participate.
I would share some photos but my phone no longer automatically syncs w my pc. Why not? I shall google an answer but is there anyone out there who knows? Is there anyone out there? Am I the ghost in my machine too?