just the two of us...

I miss doodle’s giggles and pooh’s smiles already so much.

Sadness abound. Again. This time, it’s much more intense. It feels searing yet empty. There's no place in this world that excites me and saddens me more than an airport. People tell me it shouldn’t be so bad since I now have Paolo with me. What they don’t get is you don’t stop being a daughter, a sister when you become a wife. I have been married for more than a month already but the reality of it all, past all the flowery stage, only hit me hard today. I’ve realized my life is SO different from just three months ago. It is the first time in my quarter of a century existence that I’m totally away from my whole family. From worrying about school requirements for graduation, obsessing over my wedding, girly dramas and generally being a teenager for the last 12 years I’m now about to run 2 households, our family business, my small budding business, my studies and everything else in between. I have so much on my plate. It’s exciting yes, but just theoretically. In reality, it is more terrifying and for me, a bit overwhelming. I miss everyone already.
Time really flies so fast. Cliché but true. Still, I’m excited for my new adventures to unfold…