Trip of a lifetime.

Next week I am off to China with my Mum for 9 whole days. Yep. 9 whole days without Buddy. The longest I have left him since he has been here. I don't just want to do this long talked about, planned trip. I need to. To feed my soul long after she is gone. You see, my Mum, has for the entirety of my lifetime and most of hers, suffered a chronic illness, one that will most likely take her before her time. And well before I am ready. I have known this for my whole life and never does the thought get any easier to bear. 

We have talked about travelling together ever since I was little.

I remember her saying to me when I was 17, if I saved my part-time working money up enough to pay for a flight to Europe, she would cover the rest and we could have a magnificent trip together. I didn't. I squandered it away on clothes and other completely frivolous things (OH! if only I could go back and kick my 17 year old self up the BUM) and I completely let her down or so it felt. 

This is somewhat an apology and a dream come true for us both.

Yes, I am a mother BUT to feed my soul I am also being a daughter for 9 whole days. 9 perfectly planned, happy, memory making days with my Mum, the greatest lady I will ever know.