Thinking of you in Sydney

“All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could cry.”
(Leaving on Jet Plane-John Denver)

My dear Sha,
Bunda is leaving for 5 days.
Hope you forgive me for not being at your side so many times.
For being a busy Bunda…busy with office matter than taking care of you.

Here I am now at The Rocks, seeing a beautiful harbour where I experience Australian Summer. But Sydney does not rock me. You are not here.

Yesterday, before dawn I strolled to circular quay all alone, waiting for the sun rise and thinking what you were doing at the same time…. Bet you were nicely sleeping at your bed hugging your tiny bolster…*sigh*

Making me sad even worse, to see many Moms taking their kid with their buggies to the Darling Harbour’s playground. Here, the kids could play and then ask for Mc Donalds or either ice cream or hot dogs from so many street vendors.

Despite all the sadness and for not being with you, I thank God for the opp to fly me. Hope one day you can explore the world more than what my eyes can see, my dear.
We might travel as family one day… see different side of the world together…
But…I keep my faith on you as my Dad always said to me,” Do not ask me to fly you with an airplane or even pay for your trip abroad (again). One day you’ll fly with your own effort. One day you’re gonna earned it..”.