So I told Natalie, my youngest, that I will be travelling again in January, to KL and Jakarta, on business. And I held my breath. It was already 11pm and I figured she would be sleepy and all that and will not be quite the drama queen.
Wrong.
HUGE pools of tears.
I cannot survive without you mummy. I will not let you go. I command you not to go.
Sigh.
