Abram~

I walked out of the airport, and the chilled gust of wind hit my face, I feel like they are slapping me. Winter in UK is brutal . I haven't seen the sun or felt its warmth in weeks. And over the top its raining there more than usual.

I hope Ireland isn't that dark because my pigeon doesn't like winters. She finds it overwhelming.

A smile spread on my lips, my insides feel giddy, I am finally going to meet her after six whole months.

Six months without her was hell but her letters kept me going. And on top of that her dearest daughter and her mama...