After 24 years my bebe, the BA has decided to move out.
This is perfectly normal. She needs to stretch and grow.
I am completely fine with this.
I am also completely bereft.
It is some time since I wrote those words. The BA is now happily ensconsed in a share house with two other school friends. They are 15 mins from the centre of town and a short walk from one of the premiere music venues in Adelaide.
So...all good then.
I'm not going to pretend this has been an easy transition. After all, my BA was the only flesh and blood relative I have in this country. We have three cats...but they're not much on the communication front.
Over the last few years we have tended to pass in the night, but at least I knew that.....on most nights....she would arrive home.
She's been the best kid really, contacting me constantly on various social media platforms.
But she is gone.
I'm surprised I didn't see this coming.
