So excited because my first class of learning drive will be arriving tomorrow. Who will be my teacher and how well things will be tomorrow? I am imagining again and again.
Dad is on his way to London, maybe at this time he is talking happily with his friends how excited the trip would be or how busy when arrived there, whatever, I guess. Honestly, I miss him so much even though it hasn’t been so long time since goodbye. Either does mom. She is looking the British map to try to find those places my dad will probably visit on it. You know, I am usually touched by the sweet relationship between them. They care about each other whenever and wherever she or he go. I remembered dad once got a terrible fever after mom went to Shanhai. At that time I really didn’t know how I could do for him to recover his health. Dad joked to me:" never mind daughter, it might be the lovesickness something. Don’t worry it will pass as long as your mom come back." At then, I realized he was never so intense to look forward mom to go back as did he before. Will we be like that in future?
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