Today my eldest son, Gijs, left the building…sniff, and at the same time, no sniff. He’s on Schiermonnikoog now for his summer job on the local camping site, comes back shortly in August to pick up his belongings and leave for studying in Maastricht, which is completely on the other side of our country…
From when he was young, I’ve been aware of the fact that kids, from birth, do nothing but grow away from you. And it’s good to see a grown man leave the house, where he entered my life as a small bundle of ignorance :D. Yet, I already miss watching Bottom, Young Ones, Green Wing, Little Britain etc with him at the end of the day, just before going to bed, like we did the last couple of years. Guess he’ll feel that too, so I’m not alone