Where is the good in goodbye?

4.45am. Just finished packing A's luggage while he had his '15mins nap' since 1.20am.

He seems so shagged and cant even catch a breather over these 1.5 days, so i let him sleep while i pack his 3 weeks 25kg luggage.

Maybe him flying back every weekend isn't such a good bet. Of course, i had to play the role of the supportive wife because right now, i dont think a clingy overemotional dramatic wife would help A in any way. He is, after all, working. Just in a different country. Which of course rhetorically, is just 45mins away. But deep down, i just wanna cry and cry and.just.cry.

Nevertheless, one things for sure, distance teaches us to appreciate the days that we are able to spend time together and distance teaches us the definition of patience.

I was told, the best thing to hold on onto life, is each other.
I'll see you soon, my love.