Dear one,
I went to my cousin's house near the Pennant Hills area. She, her husband and her mother had migrated to Australia 12 years ago and this was the first time I'm meeting them.
My, oh my, what a lovely house they have! It looks like something taken out of an interior design magazine.
Sigh. Beautiful houses make me envious. It's one of my biggest dreams to own one.
Do you know what I would want our dream house to look like? The house doesn't have to be big but it should have a patch of land that we could have a flower garden on. (I don't know how to grow plants, by the way. But we could try it out together, right?)
In our garden, we'll have a grotto for Our Lady of Lourdes. Yeah, it's a must because I grew up in a house with one. It would be a blessing if Natalie and Nathan would grow up knowing Mama Mary, too.
We'd have two or three bedrooms and an attic. Haha. My mother says I just wanted to have an attic because Sarah of the novel, "A Little Princess" had lived in one. Well, yeah, she's right; I'm romantic that way. Hahaha. May I have my attic, dear one? =)
Then, we'll have a nice kitchen. I hope we can save up for all the kitchen appliances and utensils. You know I really want to try out the recipes I pick everywhere so we must have at least a little oven. Hehe. Promise, I already know how to cook non-fried dishes! You won't have to survive on egg dishes, hotdogs, canned goods and instant noodles. I just can't wait to cook for you! (I wonder what your favorite food would be. I hope it won't be too complicated to learn.)
We'll also have a terrace, a balcony or a veranda - you choose. I just thought it would be nice to have a place where we can sit quietly, share coffee/tea and talk while we watch over the kids playing.
Yeah, yeah. I know it's passé yet again. But that's me - I'm all for the sentimental, the romantic, the passé. I'm sure God would have prepared you to handle all that about me, in much the same way that He is preparing me for you. This long wait is, I think, supposed to teach me patience. Haha. If I'm going to be a good wife to any man, patience should become one of my virtues. I'll learn that soon enough.
Dear, I do realize that it's not the beautiful house that makes a beautiful home. It's you, me and our children together as one family - that's the most beautiful home we could ever have.
I'm really missing you in my life now.
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