Saturday, 4 February 2012
Gu and Tadcu are here.
The place is ready.
The guest room has been prepared and Sibs has placed little notes and drawings in strategic spots.
I drive through what feels like the deserted streets - every traffic light is green!
In no time I'm through the barrier of the car park and I can choose a parking spot.
I still drive around to get the best park (?!) Don't ask me why.
Walking towards the building I have butterflies in my tummy.
My hands shake as I take a few photos...
I observe those around me. Some are sitting engrossed in a book or their electronic device. Some are pacing around, others are chatting excitedly. I stand a little to the side to watch.
The doors slide open and everyone stares as a little family walk through. Their eyes scan and then fall upon an elderly gentleman (one of the pacers). Bags are dropped and the old man beams. He can't take his eyes off the little boy. I wonder if it's a grandson that he's never met?
As my eyes well up (I'm a real softie) other couples and individuals walk past. Some head straight to the taxi rank, others are greeted with various degrees of enthusiasm.
Then it's my turn...
My little family walk in the opposite direction to where I'm standing! I scramble through the small crowd to get to them.
"I'm over here!"
We find each other, we hug, we wipe away the happy little stray tears...
Gu and Tadcu are here!
(Gu and Tadcu = Welsh grandparents)