Through Chrissie's eyes

Understanding each other

It wasn't long before Hot Space was ready, and it was decided that the boys would finalize the album in the studio in Montreal. This time, I wouldn't have been able to accompany them, Louisa was still very small. As much as Jimmy had traveled since he was little, I thought it would be harder to take care of both on such a long trip, so Brian and I decided that I would stay home this time.

"It will be very strange without you there" my husband said grimly, as we packed his suitcase.

"It's only for now, Bri" I was understanding "as soon as you get back, I'll be with you again. But I confess that I will miss you, too."

Brian just stopped, looked at me deeply, he couldn't find the words to tell me at the moment. But I knew what still bothered him.

"I love you, Brian." I touched his face so he would keep looking at me "even with your faults, I know you and I know you would never do anything to hurt me intentionally."

He just gave a long sigh of relief and hugged me, not wanting to let me go anywhere, I also didn't want to let him go. Oh my precious Brian, so worried, not knowing that nothing would make me give up on him, the rarest treasure of my life, which brought me two other precious jewels.

"Thank you for understanding me" he told me without undoing his embrace.

Looking up, I saw the tears glittering in his eyes, I raised a hand to wipe them.

"You're welcome, my love" I smiled excitedly "whenever you need me, I'll be here."

I tiptoed to kiss him and then we finished packing.

For a few days before the trip, Brian spent most of his time with Jimmy and Louisa. Whenever I looked for my baby girl, she was on her father's lap, with Jimmy right behind him. I hadn't seen Brian as happy in those last days as he had been with our children.

Then came the day of the trip, we said goodbye with sadness for longing, but rest assured that we were feeling much better.

"Well, it's been so long since I've been through this..." I confessed to Brian.

"Yeah, I know, but like the other times, I'll call you back" my husband promised, giving me one of his smiles that made my heart melt.

"Why can't we go too, Dad?" Jimmy asked a little sadly, which break my heart.

"It's because Lou's too small to travel, and Mommy needs your help now to take care of her, you know?" Brian explained sympathetically, but waiting for our son to get the message.

"All right, Dad," Jimmy nodded "I can handle everything, don't take long to get back."

"I won't be long, I promise." Bri bent over at the height of my little boy and hugged him. "I love you, Jimmy."

"I love you too, Daddy" my boy answered.

Then Brian gave me a strong hug.

"Avoid fighting with anyone," I managed to make a joke to relax.

"I won't fight" he laughed, but he nodded.

He kissed Louisa and we watched him leave, waving from a distance, and he waved back. When I looked around, I saw that it wasn't just me who was saying goodbye. Veronica and Dominique and their children also went through the same thing.

"Yeah, that's never get easy" Veronica said beside me, her boys standing in front of us, I was pushing Louisa into the cart.

"But you know, with the boys far away, we can make another girls' night" Dominique suggested, a little more lively.

"Now it's mothers' night" I corrected, giggling softly "but that's good. Well, if you decide to do something, let me know."

"I'll tell you" Dominique agreed.

I said goodbye to her and Veronica, each one going home with their children. With the boys away, we had the kids to take care of, plus other responsibilities.

Louisa's restless sleep ended up helping me stay awake waiting for her father's calls. I would make her sleep in the living room, and while Louisa was in my lap, I answered the phone.

"Hi ..." Brian said once, speaking softly, not holding back my huge smile when I heard his voice.

"How's everything in there?" he continued "and the children? Jimmy still cries when he miss me? And Lou? Is she letting you rest?"

"Well, I'm fine, just tired of the usual weariness" I said. "Jimmy's a lot better, Bri, he's beginning to understand that it's part of your job to stay out sometimes, and he wom't always be able to go with you. As for Lou, I discovered that she loves mashed potatoes, and I think she's starting to learn how to crawl, she was close to Jimmy one day almost crawling, but she didn't move, it was like she figured out what to do, but Then she started to cry and I caught her, but I thought it was a good first try."

"Oh, I wanted to be there to see that" my husband lamented.

"Now it's your turn to tell me how you are, I need to know, Brian" I was a little serious with him.

"Okay" he laughed, but I knew he understood my concern "I'm fine, we're really good, something really cool happened, actually two good things, at least for me."

"Tell me" I said, ready to listen.

"Well, we met David Bowie by accident and recorded a song with him" Brian said cheerfully.

"The David Bowie? Seriously?" it was too incredible to believe "and nobody fought?"

"No, no, actually, it's been a relief to make this song, it's like it's an outburst" Brian elaborated thoughtfully.

"Really? I can't wait to hear it! What is the name of the song?" I asked excitedly.

"Under Pressure, we're going to release it as a single" Brian explained.

"Okay, and you said something else happened, what was it?" I was curious.

"Freddie ... He ..." Brian hesitated, which made me worried.

"What did he do now?" I was on the alert.

"He made a song for me" I felt the emotion in Brian's voice "that it was his way of apologizing for all the stress that Hot Space had on me."

"Wow, that's really nice of him" I was really happy with this news "so Freddie still has saving..."

"You know how he is, deep down, he cares a lot about us" Brian reminded me "well, I didn't expect it, but I was grateful for it. Look, my love, I'll let you rest, we'll talk later. Give the children a kiss for me. I love you, Chrissie."

"I love you, bye" and then I said goodbye to him, yearning for his return.

It was wonderful to see that Brian had returned to his normal self.