August 25, 2009

7:15pm Houston Time

Korean Air

Flight 32

Exactly 11 hours ago, hubby and I parted at Houston airport, both torn from a bittersweet realitythat one has to stay so as not to blow the chance of a given possibility while the other has to go for awhile to prevent the chances of losing. I cannot believe I'm already on the Gulf of Shelekhova and still hurting, thinking of him. We agreed that this will be the first and last time to do this act of sacrifice. Only yesterday had I thought this plan was easy but now at an altitude of 38,000 feet somewhere in Siberia, I felt so alone once again.

I love you Honey!! I'll just do what I should accomplish so I can get back to your arms again the soonest.