Buuut, my angst and failure at modern communication does not mean that I miss you any less or have forgotten about you. You’ll be surprised at how often I wish I could get your advice and how the weirdest stuff remind me of you and make me smile. Random stuff like this,
to food items, orange rubber slippers, flowery shorts and the occasional song.
Actually, come to think of it, it’s mostly the food. 🙂
So, I hope you’ll understand when I say that even though I probably won’t talk to you as often as I’d like to, I miss you to bits and am absolutely excited that we’ll be seeing you soon. I think I can speak on behalf of all of us – F, the small one and everyone else that we’re counting the days till you get your fat ass (Sorry. But how could I pass that up? Tee hee.) over here.
Miss you lots.
Have a safe flight.