Yet another year...
Back to New York, back to the routine; the grind...
I miss mama, papa, and sis; their unconditional love, their smiles, their genuine laughs… I miss Beirut; the language, the culture, the freedom… I miss smoking while having my rare cup of coffee in the local coffee shop and in the nearby Starbucks… I miss waking up in the morning to a full house; to mom’s breakfast, to dad’s espresso… I miss looking out my window to snow-capped mountains and coastal views...
My heart aches I miss it all...so, so much....
So how did 2007 end? With tears, so many tears. With an empty void in my belly, with missing the loves of my life, with missing the warmth, the tenderness, the sweetness of home.
How did 2008 begin? With the phrase, “Happy New Year.”
Here’s to happiness, insh'allah…
Cheers...
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