Sending off family abroad was never easy. It is like letting all hard-bound memories turn into ashes and get blown by the wind. You are holding onto memories that are circulating inside the room like the air. You will miss the people you love, and all you can do is to feel them. They are the ashes that were blown by the wind, but they are also the ashes beg to be remembered and bound to stay. The memories will forever circulate, for they will forever be with us as long as there is a wind.
