Tomorrow, we'd be leaving a place we have stayed for the last 5 years, a place where we started our lives together, a place where we had our first child, a place where our first child spent more than 3 years of his life in.
I have no idea why I am so emotional about it. I guess I really like this place. I guess I really am a creature of habit deep down. A sentimental romantic? I do hope life at my mil's place would be fine and peaceful. And I hope I'd be able to endure till the day we are to shift to our new place at Novena. That would be a good 1.5 years down the road.
