Father’s birthday passed recently and as I had work to do from home, mother took him out for a birthday lunch and dinner.
It was the first time in years where I had the home all to myself. I had almost forgotten the feeling. Such freedom. Such space. Father is retired and so spends almost all of his time at home. At times, it does become somewhat stifling and almost difficult to breathe with ease.
That day – those precious few hours – were like a breath of fresh, rejuvenating air. And it had me thinking that really, sometimes distance does make the heart grow fonder.