Of Love and Family

I had a good trip back home.

Ian is a big boy now. In less than 20 days time, he will be six years old. Time really flies. We watched video clips of Ian when he was a toddler. It was hilarious but my heart warmed and my eyes teared to see how far along we have come along with Ian.

Thank God for His blessings - big and small.

Nat has also grown. She is now ten months old and from what I can see, becoming a loud and demanding baby. But bringing lots of joy to all at home. Just before I returned to Ha Noi, she started to point at people when asked to locate where they were.

It is always good to be present when the children reached a milestone in their developments.

Coming back to Ha Noi was tough, of course. To leave the children and Nicole behind is never easier.

I always grit my teeth and harden my heavy heart whenever I board the plane to return to Ha Noi.

Although I am kept busy by the language classes, I still spent much of the time thinking of the family. Of how much I love and miss them, how much I long to be with them, to hold them tight and to tell them face to face, how much they mean to me.

They mean everything to me. They keep me going even when the going gets tough, through times of despair and pain.

So Nic, Ian and Nat - when you all look up to the sky tonight and any other nights, always remember that someone in Ha Noi is also looking at the sky and thinking of you all right here, right now.