I think any difficulties I had were forgotten when someone named Frederico snuck up behind me at the airport. At this point I was profusely sweating, and the deodorant I had bought in the airport was no longer living up to its promising words of prevention and protection. I don't think Fred noticed, or maybe he did, but either way it was so rewarding to finally see him. Leaving my family, my friends, my work, and my home, NYC, was at this point more real than ever, but I felt oddly calm and very relaxed...not like me...haha. I think it was my Dad who said to me once, "if you the love the person, and you love spending time with them, then you can make any place work." I'm on a mission to prove that statement true!!
The boy missed u.......duh!!
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