Home is where the heart is

Today, something went wrong at work. I need to have the strength to do this...tomorrow/the day after tomorrow/(or how long this thing lasts). I can do this.

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So my relatives have gone back to Vancouver. After about two months of having them with us, the place suddenly seems very quiet. I quite miss the chatty folks (not the mess/inconvenience etc. that came along though) and it was rather heartbreaking at the airport when they waved at us from the inside. Sis said that Grandaunt and Granduncle were wiping at their eyes (I didn't wear my spectacles) and I walked away to dab at mine.

I wonder when we would meet again? Gotta go there some day!