Aug 18, 2021
Saying goodbye is tough. Even if I come to visit twice a year, I still get separation anxiety when it’s time to leave. There’s always that sinking feeling and heaviness in my heart.
I am not trying to be dramatic but goodbyes are never easy for me.
My sister and I used to shed tears every time my trip comes to an end not knowing when we are going to see each other again. But ever since my son relocated to the US, my once-a-year visits became twice a year and I stay longer. Unlike before when Edmund and I only stayed for two to three weeks the most. Since I am back in California often and longer, my sister no longer cries when I am leaving, She knows that before she starts missing me, I will be knocking at her door again.