Thoughts of you...

It's hard to be separated from your other half. It dawned on me on an 18 hour non-stop flight. I wished she was with me, holding me, and lulling me to sleep. Watching a love story movie doesn't help. I had to control myself from crying. It's hard especially when you see a spectacular sight or just listening to the beat of Brazilian music. I wish she was with me so I could see her chinky eyes become chinkier. I miss her smile...

I miss my Mommie... I miss my Buta-san... I miss my porky... I miss my baby...