Know that scene at the end of The Grinch Who Stole Christmas when his heart swells and breaks the boundary of the xray? That's what happens to my heart when I get to see my family. My youngest nephew was ailing this trip and spent a good chunck today curled on my chest. My niece wrote me love letters, and my oldest nephew was patient and doting to the youngest. He's really matured since I saw him last.
Now, picture what happens when I have to say good-bye to my lovely ones for an indeterminate period of time. It's like in the cartoons when Bugs pours aspic on the antagonist's tongue. My heart just shrivels.
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