02 March 2008
We sent Daddy off this morning. His flight was at 2.30 am, but he had to check in early, so we met up earlier to have dinner at Popeye. We had wanted to eat at Popeye at T3, but there were so many people there, so ate at the Popeye at T1 where there weren’t so many people.
We walked around after that, bought chocolates and checked if Daddy has brought everything that he needed. I told myself not to cry when seeing him off and I didn’t even think I would cry.
But I did. When we watched him going through the immigration and walking further away from us, I suddenly felt tears falling down my cheeks. At that time, Mummy hasn’t cried yet. I was the first one to cry when we were seeing him off. I am actually surprised at myself for crying. I really don’t know how to describe the feeling. I mean Daddy has been on business trips overseas many times before and I didn’t cry back then. Why now? I think it’s because he hasn’t been on a business trip overseas for some time that we are used to having him around.
On our way back home to my grandma’s place, Mummy and my brothers and I cried silently in the taxi. I could tell that my brothers were crying when they asked for tissue. Mummy was obviously crying too, and I myself could not hold back my tears and just cried. The tears just kept coming. Even now, I still feel like crying. I think my eyes are all red and swollen from last night’s crying.
Plus, I am starting my attachment tomorrow. Without Daddy around for 2 weeks, I hope I can make it through the attachment without letting my emotions get the better of me.
the world will turn WILD.
9:42 PM
