August12 weird old day

1st of all , the long awaited count down to see some friends from back home finally arrived. Siobhan ,Maire and Margaret stopped here briefly before they headed to LAX for the big flight home . Can’t believe we saw these guys most days but now only fleetingly for a few hours and they’re gone . They’ve got kids and hubby’s that you’d talk to often but not now (hi guys) , still so familiar . We’ve taken it for granted , one of the many that we interact with through school , sport and life , but not now. When they left today it dawned on us that we really are here alone . A pang of emotion struck deep in the pit of the gut . I didn’t say anything but it was Tex who said it was kind of sad . Em drove them to the airport so we headed straight to the beach . Therapy; hit the water and concentrate on what few people back home can say they’ve experienced. The Pacific Ocean ,California.Except I’m on dry dock . Didn’t take long for the screaming and fighting to take the mind off things . So we got back to the apartment and slinked into the pool and it got real quiet . Yep , a reminder like this really makes you home sick ………. ‘Howya goin’………. I looked … ‘I’m good yourself’ ……… ‘I’m better now ‘ Oh shit it’s Emma , the other Emma who’s just had a baby to Gary . ‘What’s been hapnn’  … ‘Oh ya know ‘ ……….. and so it started. Before long Emma from Tasmania who has just had a little girl, Ella to Gary from the Goldcoast was in full swing . It doesn’t take long before we are socialising with our neighbours from Australia , drinking Moscow mules and swearing like we’re on mainland Aus. Yep , nothing like taking the edge off with fellow Aussies to get over saying goodbye to Aussie friends . Hey , we are not alone  after all .