Last year, Niels had celebrated Amanda’s birthday with just her, but now Emi was not at home any more, Niels wanted to sneak in some family time. After all, time was flying by, and if they weren’t careful, soon Angelo would be sixteen. Niels had assembled the entire family that was in London to have a family dinner. His father and mother-in-law had offered their place for this dinner party, but Niels had kindly declined. They were staying at their own rental home after all. Soon enough, Niels was cooking an extensive dinner. He was making soup, some pasta for first course, roasted chicken and rice for main course and Eliana joined him in the kitchen to make a birthday cake. It was fun doing this with Eliana, and he managed to get some quality time with his youngest daughter in. The funniest part of their afternoon was though whenever Amanda entered the kitchen, trying to figure out what they were actually cooking. When their family arrived, carrying gifts for the birthday girl, Amanda beamed. They all went into the living room, having an appetizer before they all gathered in the dining room, enjoying their meal until dessert was served. Once everyone finished their cake, Niels smiled at their gathered family. “Thank you all for coming here. My wife and I appreciate your presence, and I’m sure this will have been a thirty-seventh birthday to remember.”
Soon, all their guests had left, and their kids were all asleep. Niels pulled his wife onto the couch with him, kissing her cheek gently. “Well baby, that was another birthday. I can’t believe we’ve been together for as long as I can remember. I’m so happy to have celebrated with you. You’re amazing.” He kissed her temple gently, smiling lovingly at her. It had truly been a great day.
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It was early in the morning when Niels and Amanda were standing in the departure hall of London Heathrow airport with their eldest. She had surely dropped a bombshell on them the night before when she had told them she was going to Paris to pursue her dancer dreams. But Niels and Amanda supported her, fully. They both knew how important dreams were, nd they wanted Emi to succeed. Gently, Niels hugged Emi before removing a strand of hair from her face.He smiled lovingly at her and pressed a kiss on her forehead. It was incredible to see how beautiful their baby girl was now, and the prospect of her being on her own frightened Niels a bit. “You look so much like your mother, with my hair colour,” he said, winking playfully at Amanda. “And you dance just as well. I have no doubts of you being able to make it!” Emi looked doubtful at first, apparently unsure about how to react to the fact she looked so much like her mother, but when her dad told her she would make it, she gave him a wide smile. “Thanks dad…” she said, not quite so sure about it herself. Amanda joined the both of them in what quickly turned into a group hug. Niels could see the mixed feelings in his wife, the sadness about their eldest going and the possibility of her becoming a great dancer. They hadn’t yet talked about it, but Niels knew how hard it was, seeing someone you cared for so long take off. Emi looked at her watch. “Mum, dad, I have to go…” Her voice sounded a little shaky. Niels smiled while Amanda now hugged Emi very tight. “Babe, don’t kill her.She needs to dance!” His words made the two women chuckle, and afterwards, he looked at Emi again. “Sweetie, you have a safe trip. Message when you land, and you can stay at the villa if you want. Just no wild parties, okay?” Emi smiled and nodded, hugging them both once more before grabbing her suitcase and going to the security check, ready to get the boarding process started. When they finally lost sight of Emilia, Niels took Amanda’s hand in his. Slowly, the couple walked out of the airport. It wasn’t until they reached the car that Amanda started to cry, and Niels hugged her tightly. “It’s okay… Our baby girl is going to be okay.” He kissed her forehead now, hoping they would see Emi again soon.
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September 2017
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