... in a foreign land.
Especially with no family around. No one to dote on you, make you chicken soup, buy you medicine, ask you about your well-being.
No one to help to make you feel better.
I know I have to do these on my own, but it does feel good to have family around. Regardless of how dysfunctional they may be.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
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