Saying Goodbye...

Today, Richard flew back home. Unfortunately, he had to go for some specific reasons. Seeing him go was sad enough for me, although surprisingly, I did not cry the moment he left.  Everything happened so fast, and I was worried since it was his first time to ever travel alone. Well, there's always going to be a "first" in life, so that was his first independent travel. I don't know how he felt about it, but for sure, he has learned something. I miss him a lot! He's such a good brother to me. : )