I have succumbed again to the inexorable passage of time, bidding farewell to my younger daughter early this morning. Our loss is Oz's gain I suppose. As soon as the inevitability of the departure dawned on me a few days ago I started thinking how wholly inadequate I have been through her life - if only I could feel more of what she feels, and vice versa - do we have to live in, indeed be separate universes?
On the whole my parents raised me well, even if sport was not on the agenda. I did school, got married, had children and sort of did my best to raise them, my children grew up and now lead their own lives - and what was all that about?
But at least I have some pictures to remind me of the good times! I love you, Kate.
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