Saying goodbye yesterday was hard enough for all of us. Add a panic mode when we had to worry that our baby might be getting his third episode of UTI, it was harder to breathe. Being apart, we always assure ourselves that it's the best for our family (because it really is. This is our family's current situation and we all had to accept the way it is.) and that we are still very blessed for my husband's job abroad (the think of it as the bonus blessing). But yesterday was too much. The timing was very annoying.
But what can we do? This is the type of drama that we talk about and let out all our feelings and the kind when you need to see the brighter side. I had to rush Akii with a 40degrees temperature to the ER, leaving our 2.7yo the chance to say goodbye to his papa in the airport. I had a heavy heart - the missing and the worrying is a very bad combination. But I managed to stay strong and positive, thinking this too shall pass. Knowing that this is just a speck of our family's grand story.
We will miss you terribly papaGoy. Thank you for the grandest time of our lives, thank you for coming home :)
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