Dear Mama,
We just arrived home, the kids and I. We went to eat at Chowking for dinner. No special occasion, Mama. I just wanted to go out and I know I won't have anyone to go out with me, I figured I should take out the kids instead. After all, it's been a while since we all went out.
Anyway, sorry for my whining in my last letter, Mama. I just had to vent out, although I admit it's not really helping me. The fact is, nothing will.
I guess I better end this letter now before I start whining and ranting again.
Take care of yourself, Mama. I wish I can be with you soon. I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
