Emma left yesterday. To Seoul. For two months. With Max.
It feels so surreal, fairytale like even. Where the Prince saves the Princess, and tells the Princess to leave everything in his hands.
Watching them together makes me believe in "love" again. The way he's still shy around her, and how he makes her smile so brightly. It's perfect. It's wonderful.
When she first told Ciara and I about it, we weren't very happy. Mainly because of the scope of the risk she's taking. But after an intense and emotional discussion with her, we realised that it was for the best, and we were even more excited than she was.
Two days before she left, we even brought her for Korean food.
I lent her all my Korean books, even my Korean dictionary. There are these two books in particular, called "Making Out in Korean", (which I believe Lara would remember ;) ) that was full of colloquial Korean phrases, which Emma liked a lot. We were pretty much sitting at McDonald's at the airport, embarrassing Max to the max (pun intended).
Anyway, Emma and Max should have just arrived in Seoul by now. Those crazy kids had to spend a night at KLIA last night.
All the best in Seoul, papa bear. I shall e-mail you my list of lovers that I NEED you to help me stalk and kidnap and bring home. ♥
No comments:
Post a Comment