I find it hard to talk to you these days.

Somehow, the detachment makes it seem all easier.

I had wanted her to meet you, but I guess it would be another 3 months, before we would all get together again.

And by then, she would be so much more different than she is now. Maybe she would mutter her first words? Maybe she would already start to learn how to walk.

So much can happen in 3 months. It is definitely not a long time… but we all know how within us darlings, a few days equate to almost an era.

It just feels weird, like things just wouldn’t be the same without you.

It is not easy to say goodbye.

But here it is.

Take care, my friend.

You would be sorely, sorely missed.

*HUG*

Please promise to be online and we would catch up on all the happenings. I will miss you bitchings and mad laughters.