How I wish I were home

I waited almost two weeks to write my second letter. I had quite a bit to think about in that time. I’ve been in Korea now for a few days now, and even though it’s interesting to be here, I miss my family. Every day I use Duo to talk to Mom and Syd, missing Char more than ever, but I’m here and I have to just deal with it. It leaves me sad every time I get off the phone, and even more sad when I realize that I’m going to miss the short time home that Char will have. But it has to be done, because a good papa doesn’t let his family struggle if he can avoid it. Even if it means he has to suffer to do that.

Well, here I am in Korea… and there is my family, 6000 miles away. I hope that as the girls get older, they don’t hate me for being away. I hope they’ll understand why I’m gone as much as I am. It hurts me a ton, and I’m sure it hurts them too in a different way, but at least they can have eachother when I’m not there.

It’s just after noon back home as I type this, which means it’s 4a here. I can’t sleep well here. Between the time change, the horrible bed, the noise of being in a hotel in the city, it’s all tough to deal with for sleeping. Most of all, it’s lonely. I miss going to sleep next to the woman I love, and waking up to Char climbing in bed in the middle of the night, and Syd needing to be tucked in and changed at 4am. I miss snuggling with all of you every day, so very much, and I hope you know just how much I miss you all.

Love, Papa