In a Wilson moment....

Clinging on to the thoughts of my wife and son, I quickly ran downstairs with my travel bag and in to the garage. I hopped right in to my little convertible BMW Z3 and pull in 100 MPH on the black tar with the tires peeling of the road. Exactly ten minutes later I was at the airport. I quickly park the car in perfect position in the airport garage as if a scene from any 007 movie when the character was in hot pursuit. Normally it's a comfortable twenty minutes drive.

It's definetely Monday morning and the airport terminal was packed with people dressed in business attires and families laughing going on vacations. I moved ahead with determination and went straight to the crowded American Airline International counter. I had never been so impulsive in my life. A very nice young attractive lady with her eyes to match her distinguish blue uniform greeted me with a smile at the counter. I told her I need to be on the next flight out to Hong Kong. She told me to wait a minute while she worked her magic on the keyboard. In a quick moment, she called out my name and seemed to have found the perfect arrangment for me. Her smile was equally as eager as my racing heart, excited by the prospect of flying across the pacific to embrace my love ones. I knew with her confident smile this was the right decision to make and without hearing the price, I gave her my American Express.

Suddenly, a loud noise came about. It's like a fire alarm and someone began speaking on the PA system announcing something I coudn't quite make out what it is. It's all a bit hazy and blurry. I tried to gather myself but couldn't really focus. I slowly began to be able to hear clearly what the annoucer was saying. He was annoucing today's weather and the fire alarm was not a terrorist attack but rather my alarm clock next to my bed trying to wake me up from my dream. It's a good thing it was just a dream because an impulsive trip like that would have cost me an arm and a leg. I would need American Express Platinum Plum card just to get the American Airline Attendant to smile back at me if I were to make such a purchase which I do not have.

I realize the dream was over and it's time to get up. Today is the 15th day of being alone at home. I have already made it half way and just another 13 days they will be back. As I was driving in my old Maxima (instead of the BMW in my dream), I recalled flipping through the channels last night and came across the movie "Cast Away". The theme song echoed throughout my mind. I recalled telling my wife the same thing everytime when I go on business trips, "I will be right back" and recalled the time when I was alone in hotel rooms surfing my flickr album just so I could feel that they are close to me. There was a great scene in the movie where Tom Hanks tried to find a source to keep on breathing.While he was on a deserted island, he turned on and off to conserve what little battery life is left in his flashlight in order to see a picture inside a pocket watch given to him by his love. The contrast was later brought on in the film again when he spent the first night in his hotel room after coming back where he laid next to the side of bed and did the same, flashing on and off still overlooking the picture of his love one.

How short life can be if we allow it to just drift by like the currents of the ocean. They are gone for 28 days and yet I have lived the first 15 days longing that it's the 28th day. I am just glad that there will be a 28th day for us but for the tragedies that had happenned in Myammar and China, that separation will last much longer than just 28 days.

For those who can afford to help the victims of the recent tragedies in Myammar and China, please click on the links below and find out how you can help.

1) Myammar Cyclone Relief

2) China EarthQuake Relief