Leaving Home
In the morning, I had to pack up to leave, I put a family photo in my suitcase, my wife holding my hand as I close the suitcase. I then saw my daughter come in for breakfast, we all ate knowing this would be our last meal together for a while. We got ready to leave, I held my daughter’s hand, walking out, this may be the last time I ever hold her hand. As we walk down the street, tentacles lurking, I can feel my fear dissipate as sadness sets in. We make it to the train, I see that sadness in my daughter’s eyes, so I take off my hat revealing an origami bird, I give it to her, hugging her afterwards to make her feel better. I see my wife crying, I give her one last hug before I go, but they take my hand, feeling it one last time before I board the train, it is driving away. I promised them I would make them join me when I had enough money, I just hope I can deliver the promise, if I do life will be much better for all of us. Ill update this blog once I have somewhere to stay at the land I’m going to.
