Here it is, part two of my Moroccan goodbye and how I cope with living alone without my lovely wife.
While sitting on my chair at the Marrakech airport waiting for my flight, I had the time to reflect about being alone. At that moment, I have come to realise that I sincerely couldn’t wait to return to Singapore. For my heart was missing the person I love most in my life after Allah and my parents. Never did I expect that I would be missing my wife this tremendously. I guess you only appreciate the people you have in your life when they are not there with you.