M is heading to the Reading Festival with her boyfriend and buddies and has spent the last two days making her festival dreads.
Luckily her cousin's a hairdresser and put them in for her.
As I waved her off, my heart was tinged with sadness. She will only be returning home for two days after the Festival, then she's off to start a new life with her boyfriend in Corby, some three hours away. She has worked abroad for six months of each of the last two years and I've always loved her return, but it is time for her to fly the nest. It helps that she has found such a fantastic partner who loves her as much as I do, but she's my only child, so there will be a few tears.
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