How are you doing?

Many months passed, I am missing you. I promised to you ever since that day, no emails, no mail, no phone call. I remind myself to keep it. I wonder how are you doing. I wonder are you coping well in your job. I wonder if you are getting better in your health. And I wonder, do you miss me as I do, or you have erased all the memories that we share, replacing new one.

So I pray to God, nothing I can ask for more, only to hope that you are in good health, to realise your dream. A simplest dream that is hardest to realise: have a happy healthy family, a lovely wife and few kids, not so rich but is able to pay the bills, visit to some places you have never been when you have some extra money, buy a house, need not too big, small but warm enough to provide a shelter to the family, keep a husky so to play in the snow in winter, and most important, have a good health.

I will be back someday, if I have chance, I will visit your place again. If the little house in grey still there at the corner. If it still belongs to Saunders family.