I’ve just dropped my mum off at the airport. It looked like a casual drop off. I do it quite often in the year. Going to airport and saying bye to my mum is like a monthly trip to Smyths (toy shop)- nothing really special. Luckily, my mum visits us few times a year, plus sometimes my dad joins her. Besides that, my mum-in-law flies whenever she can. Overall, welcomes and goodbyes at the airport aren’t extraordinary or deeply emotional for us. I’m really happy we feel like that because it means our goodbye is never for long 🙂 However, something has happened today…