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Monday, December 19, 2005 13 DECEMBER 2005

The flight was delayed. I left home at 10am and reached Changi Airport at 10.45am. I checked from the monitor that PK 898 will arrive at 12.10pm. I was walking around T2 and entered the mini TOON shop. I bought one Elmo bag and bolster for DZ and DA. I was reading the newspaper till 12pm and I was wondering what I will tell DH when I see him. It was 12.25pm when he walked out carrying his luggage. He smiled at me and I smiled back. We took a cab home and in the cab we talked about his family members. Everyone is missing papa and he cried when he talked about papa. He was telling me what happened at home that day when papa passed away (13 12 05):( Everyone back home in Pakistan hope to see us in Jan 06 as I had promised them I will be there with DZ but papa will not be there. I intend to visit his grave when I go there next month, Inshallah.

DZ was so excited to see her papa. She started running about even though she was having temperature. DH carried her and he played with her for awhile. I gave DZ her fever medicine and her papa made her sleep. She called out ‘papa’ even in her sleep. DH realized how much she missed him. She woke up couple of hours later and was looking for her papa. When I asked her, can papa go in the aeroplane? She shook her head left and right and said NO. DH smiled at her reply. We went back home that evening from my mom’s place.

Thank God that DZ’s fever was down but she was feeling tired,sleepy and not her usual self. She played with us for a while and she slept early that night. DH and I sat down and talked about our house, our family members, our bills, our next trip etc. He felt down again when he talked about papa. DH had tears in his eyes and he said he doesn’t have his dad anymore but I reminded him that he himself is a dad now and I know that losing someone in the family can be very painful...it is really painful.

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