Goodbyes

I'm going to miss coming home to a warm, "Hello, Kuya!".

I'm going to miss a little bugger playing my gamecube and asking me, "Where I go next?"

I'm going to miss fighting two helpful little girls who insist on washing my plate.

I'm going to miss watching Hamtaro with the little kids.

I'm going to miss the delicious food that my aunt and uncle cooks.

(Not that my mom's cooking isn't delicious.)

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At the airport today, I could not help but feel sentimental.

Everyone who comes in through these gates will have to leave through them someday.

I guess it was just too fast.

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I'm gonna miss the Little Flash running around the house.