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Mom, Yesha & Reden

Mom & Reden

I recently found these photos on my wife's phone that deeply touched me. They stirred up powerful emotions of longing and innocence, and I couldn't help but was overwhelmed by how much I missed them. 

The images brought tears to my eyes and an intense ache in my heart. It’s heartbreaking to see this captured in the photos, and I can only hope that no other parents or young children have to experience this kind of separation.

My heart aches for my two beautiful kids, who are so far away from us. I feel an immense sense of sorrow for what they are missing out on and for the distance that keeps us apart.

There's nothing more heartwarming than video chatting with our children, who are thousands of miles away, made possible by the incredible advancements in technology and the power of the Internet. It allows us to see and speak with them whenever we want, maintaining our bond despite being separated for over a year.

We deeply regret the time we have lost as parents. There's so much love and emotion we wish to share with our wonderful children, who are currently in the care of my brother, sister-in-law, and our elderly parents.

Each time we connect with them, we are filled with joy and a sense of closeness. Yet, it’s accompanied by the profound sorrow of being apart during a time when they need us most. Seeing them, while brings happiness, also fills us with immense sadness.

One day in the future, as they grow older and begin to find their place in the world, and start to move forward in their own lives, I am quite sure at some point, they will look back and realize how much they have missed us, and perhaps see the selfish part of us. 

When that moment comes, we can only say we are sorry, and make a statement that our choices were made with the best intentions—to ensure a secure future for all of us, and most importantly, to provide them with a comfortable future and education journey with ease and comfort.

Though our hearts ache deeply for them, and their innocence is obvious, each passing second without them makes us feel their absence even more. We long to hold them close in our arms, and share the joy of our family moments.

We eagerly anticipate the perfect moment to reunite with our children, hoping that we shall win the race over time and be with them,,, SOON! Until then, we find comfort in knowing they are safe and well cared for.

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