A shared goodbye

I drove the girls to Heathrow this morning. They were so upbeat and excited. They also insisted on doing everything themselves, they did not want help to check in. They know the drill.
On the road we thought of Big J, Nancy and A, who were also saying goodbye, to Ivan. We would have liked to be there too.
As the girls disappeared passed security, I and another mum, who was saying goodbye to her daughter, stood side by side. We found out that our girls are away for a month and they are all heading East. We agreed we hate to say goodbye and that we worry. We shared a mum moment.