I miss my husband and I like the fact that I miss him so much because before I met him I never really missed anyone like this. When I first came to Korea I was engaged. It was while I was here in Korea that I discovered that although my fiance would go on and on during our phone conversations that he missed me so intensely that I really didn't miss him. We were miles and miles apart but I was ok with it. I didn't want to be ok with it though because God knows I wanted to be missed and I knew it was only fair for him to be with someone who missed him just as much. When I visited Canada while I was with the Notorious Ex, I missed him but the distraction of friends and family in Canada drilling me about calling off my wedding definitely clouded that whole situation so I never really got a chance to think and miss him really. Then there was the summer I visited Canada while I was with Q. I returned to an uncomfortable greeting at the airport. He missed me like crazy and was all over me but I was rather distracted with wishing I was still in Canada.
I've always been the one to be missed but never really the one to miss the other person, that is until I met Snickers. I finally got my chance to experience this longing-for feeling.
When Snickers headed off to Japan for what was supposed to be three months, it was very hard for me to adjust to life with him temporary MIA. For the first couple of days I seriously struggled to even get out of bed. Again, just recently when he went to the Philippines, I went through the same ordeal -- struggling to get up without him. It took me a good day or two to really get my act together, after all it's not like he's gone, he's just not here for a bit. Snickers three-months out in Japan only lasted about two months before both he and I agreed that we were too homesick for each other.
This past summer, if you recall, Snickers and I traveled to Canada to spend time with my mother one last time. Snickers ended returning to Korea by himself and I cried at the airport knowing that I'd have to say goodbye to him. After my mother passed away I too returned to Korea. I had missed Snickers so much but as I waiting for him at our designated waiting spot in the airport I was incredibly nervous. I was honestly nervous that he hadn't missed me as much as I had missed him.
I know he misses me though, he's my sweetheart.
Where he's staying in the Philippines there's no Internet available to him but he discovered where he can get a Wifi connection to work with his phone. He goes there twice a day to message me on Kakao Talk. Today he texted me while I was boxing and my teammates teased me about it. He had texted me 15 texts within a couple of minutes so my phone had buzzed across my coach's desk and fell on the floor.
"I think he must really miss you" one of the amateur boxers blurted out.
Translation to the text messages photo:
9:41pm -- Sweetie, please remember my heart. Honesty if you weren't my sweetie I'd die.
9:42pm -- I love you.
9:42pm -- In the morning I will come here again so you my sweetie and I will talk on Kakao Talk.
9:43pm -- I really, really love you. You are my sweetie so I am very happy. There are many people here with me and they are really interested about you. Maybe next time sweetie you and I will come here together.
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