Early friday morning I woke up and drove Sara’s mum and her sister to the family house where the uncle’s casket was. There was the Taoist rituals being done, and Sara’s sister didn’t want her 3 kids to see them move the coffin, as such, it was my responsibility to entertain the 3 kids. There was Jonathan 8, Anderson 6 and Rikka 4. It was quite a handful, as I tried to walk around with them. I finally decided to take them on a drive around the Park, until it was time to move the coffin. When the funeral home people moved the coffin, I was told to turn away from it, and every body else did the same. This confused me. I asked my Taoist friends and they also didn’t know the reason, but I did it in respect. We then drove to the cremation center in Sungai Tiram, and they had a brief ceremony and then the casket was put into the burner, again, everybody had to look away.

By the time we got back to Sara’s mums place, I was dead tired, it was almost 4pm. I took a short nap and by 6:30 we left the house and headed into Singapore. There was a massive crawl at the checkpoint and it took us 2 hours to finaly cross into Singapore and get to a Sara’s aunties house where we rested for a while, and then it was straight to Changi Airport. The trusty GPS got me there easily and as we parked I was worried I didn’t have enough Singapore Dollars in my Cash-Card.

Sara’s mum and I waited patiently and then after a brief few moments Sara appeared and my heart was overjoyed! Finally my baby was home!! When it was time to leave the Airport, I realized I calculated the parking rate wrongly and I had more than enough cash! Woohoo! We drove back and it took us 3 HOURS!! Yes, 3 HOURS. There was a massive jam at the border because the cops checked each and every car, opening everything! It was a torture. They Singapore police are so embarrassed that they let that terrorist walk out of jail, that they have to look like they were serious to make sure he will be caught, though I think he is in a cave somewhere with Bil Laden drinking coffee. We finally made it home by 1am and we were so tired we all just fell asleep.

I am at Changi Airport picking up my baby! Yup, I am down south. Wont have internet access for a few days, so stay tuned! Woohoo!! My baby is home!!

There is an excitement in the air for me. I have been waiting for this moment ever since I came back from Australia and every day, brings this day closer and closer. Yes, come Friday, Sara will be back for good! She has finished her 1 year in Australia and we can start our wedding plans. Its a new phase for us! So much to do, so much to prepare, so many things that will change for us. Its so exciting, I really can’t wait. I have been counting down for almost 40 days, and now its down to the last week. On Thursday night I will be driving down to JB, and staying over at Sara’s mums place. On Friday, both mum and myself will drive to Changi airport and pick up Sara, and then we drive back up to Mums place. And then the next day, back to KL. Soo exciting!

I miss my baby.

And just like that, the 3 weeks in Australia ended before I even realized. To say I didn’t do much wouldn’t be true as Sara and I managed to cram allot of activities in those 3 weeks, and she didn’t skip any classes too! (Well, maybe one or 2 classes), but I digress. The last 2 days in Melbourne was spent mostly at home with Uncle and Aunty, who in all truth didn’t get to see much of us, as we were on the road for the better part of 2 weeks. We had dinner both nights, the first one at this Italian Chain restaurant called “Sophia’s”, which serves great food. The last night, we celebrated my farewell, Sara’s cousin’s Karen’s birthday and Mothers Day as well, at this Chinese Restaurant.

The next morning, early in the morning, Sara and I woke up and we left the house at about 6:30am. Uncle and Aunty woke up just to say goodbye to me, so touched. Then Sara drove me to the International Airport, and I checked in, and said goodbye to my Baby. Miss you soo much Sara!!

The flight back from Melbourne to Singapore was relatively empty and I got the entire row of seats in the middle of the plane to myself, which I really enjoyed. Before I knew it, the plane landed and I had to start my long wait for the next flight, Air Asia back to KL. It took forever, and I finally reached home around 11pm Malaysian time.

We was so blessed by God the entire trip. Everywhere We went, people were nice to Sara and Me. Even on the trip back, both the Singapore Airlines and Air Asia check in counters didn’t charge me for access baggage! God is Good! Its good to be home, but I miss Sara soooo much!!