Alexandra has returned. Annie and I picked her up from Heathrow this morning. Home safely; a little taller, browner, blonder and older. How I have missed her. Wasn't prepared for how sad I would feel once I was back in London. I feel like the youngest now, not the eldest. She has seen places I'll never see, experienced things I never will and met people that I'll never know. She's fallen in love. She has witnessed amazing sights and coped with horrific ones. She has spent money in currencies that I have never heard of and done things I'd never dream of. And finally, she has returned home; still the same but imperceptibly different.