Robert and I have been packing and re-packing his stuff and my stuff.

Time does fly fast! It’s only a week to go before we go back home… be together for two weeks and then I’m off to Dubai again

I keep replaying the thoughts in my head… of how we should enjoy the next three weeks, how we would part at the airport (the hardest!).

Robert said I should not cry because he knows I’m stronger than that. I do hope too.

I know I am a fighter. I know I am brave.

Actually, right now, I just see this as another challenge for me… for us.

I know it’s not going to be easy and I will try my best to keep myself busy (as Robert usually advises me) and make use of my ‘idle’ time as efficiently as possible.

The plan is to be here for 2 years or less than that. I do hope it will be less or it can be more than 2 years but with Robert.

We’ll see…