The most difficult and saddest part when we left for Australia was that afternoon when we are minutes away from leaving. It was a relatively short vacation but that’ll be the longest we are going to be away from you.
It was a cloudy, seemingly quiet late afternoon, and a few minutes to dusk. We left you at your Lola and we stayed there with you while we wait for the service car to pick us. Part of me don’t want to leave anymore but tickets have been bought, money spent, hotel reserved etc. I cannot turn around and undo everything. It was difficult at that moment and even after 3 weeks have passed it is still a hard moment to remember.
I tried to ignore you that time as I don’t want you to run after us when we are about to leave–that’ll be a hell of a torture. I didn’t talk or play with you as much. The only thing I remember reminding you, was to be a good boy.
After a few minutes of waiting the car arrived. I picked our bags, hauled it in the car, made a final check of everything and when all is complete, I talked to the driver — and then — me and mum left.
That was tough.
I now know that there won’t be any vacation that is more than a day without you.