Earlier in the morning, I have to wake up my son and prepared since we will be off to a flight for a couple of next hours.
"Son, behave on our flight, okay? Mommy needs to work, I am sorry if you have to go with me. I know it is bothersome, and you will get tired because of a long flight," I said to my son.
He mumbled, "It's okay, Mom! As long as I am with you. I promise to dad that I will protect you no matter what. I love you, mom!" My son is the sweetest.
"You promise to your dad? Really?" I asked him with a smile on my face.
He nodded and hug me, giving me a peck of a kiss on my cheek. "Yes! I always dream about him."
My happy smile turns into a sadder one. I am so jealous, that I wish Arvy could visit me to on my dream. Maybe it is not as lonely at first, maybe it is not as pain
