Eat well, live well, and be merry!
I can only imagine what will happen on the day of your arrival.
I would run to you and hug you so tight that you can’t breathe.
I would kiss you like there’s no tomorrow.
I would cry and cry and cry because I would have no other way to express how bad I’ve missed you in 428 days.
I miss you every day.
And I would wish on any miraculous event that you would land a job over here or I’ll be relocated there.
But until then, I can only imagine.
PS. Not having you around sucks. Big time.