On Tuesday, July 24th, Catherine, my mother and Lise decided to take a trip to the Orient to see long-lost me. We went everywhere and did everything. But the emphasis was on the quality time we spent together. Scaring the shits out of my mother, causing her eyes to almost fall out of her sockets, waving her hands in a fashion that would not deter any expected intruder. Going to karaoke and causing my whole family to cry because I was speaking Japanese. Watching Harry Potter 5. Going to the fireworks with the only person who can sustain 45 minutes of sustained speed-walking and running.
Unfortunately the imouto and the haha are gone now, and soon LIse will be, too. I'll have this house all to myself, and while I am, in a perverse sort of way, looking forward to being alone for a bit, it will be really lonely. It has been hard enough to be without my family for 6 months, and to say that I won't see them for a little less than a year again after this is heartbreaking.
But we did have a lot of good times.
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