Bon Voyage, dad

[grimorie]

My dad is leaving today for Bangladesh, it's a sad sort of occasion, a necessity because of economic realities. Next he'll be hear is on July, a clear month after my birthday but something I don't begrudge him about. He clearly loves us, and hates to leave, after a long, and a lot of growing-up do I realize how much he loves us, it's been a good two weeks.

I'm gonna miss him, bon voyage, dad.