Home

I was touched deeply when Lan sent me a text message yesterday, saying that he is missing me and home. Ah... our little home. It might not be posh, just a little sort-of flat with only a bedroom (which is also the living room and the study room), a kitchen and a bathroom full with its own flaws and far from the kind of place we both want to live in. However, we grew to love it over the 2-years we've been living in it. It's our little home, the home where at the end of the day, when we return, we can say 'at last... we're home.' It's the little cocoon, where we both feel most comfortable in, just the both of us. :)

Yes, I miss home too... because right now our home is incomplete, without Lan being in there, it feels hollow, as if it's missing something; an element that makes it our little warm home. I wonder whether anybody ever feels like that too?

I am thankful to God that I am learning to appreciate Lan's presence more through this temporary separation. That no matter how posh or magnificent is a house for us to live, it won't ever be a home for me if Lan's not there. He is my other half, the one that makes the house a home to me. And I know, the same goes for him too. For we are not two entities any more, we are a whole piece and can't live without each other... And it seems that he also took my creative mind away with him, coz somehow my mood of scrapping disappears all together!!!