Sigh...

The Hubby will be out of the country for the next five days. He'll be back Saturday evening. He's been flying to Hongkong for the past 7 years or so but somehow, every single time is difficult. We've been practically together, everyday, since our college sophomore years.

Sometimes, I feel like my soul is no longer exclusively mine. It's been divided into three entities - mine, his and TLO's. I don't feel whole when either of them's not within reach. I feel their hunger, thirst, fear, anger, joy... well most of the time. Fox Mulder captured this in X-Files through a simple phrase... a nexus connecting the brains. I choose to view it as a gift - the beautiful miracle of "trinity." Yes, like the Holy Trinity if you're catholic. Psychologists may say it's empathy. Sociologists may dismiss it as group think.

I digress... I just miss you Dadda.