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Leaving on a jet plane

"You took everything! You took Cj, you took Mozart, everything!"

"No, honey. I did not. You kept your real estate, your liquid assets and your golf clubs. I just took what are rightfully, legally and sentimentally mine: Cj, Mozart, and the photo albums."

Thus went the highlight of our drama which culminated in a special trip (Mommy Moments theme this week), special in the sense that I was taking a family member home. Home to the Philippines with grandma. Poor Mozart is the final casualty of this divorce.

But let's look on the lighter side. Everything went fine. Mozart's immigration papers were sorted, although it was one of the most expensive trips we've ever done. Ex-hub, bitten by the nicety bug, drove us to the airport and took this pic

Mozart had to travel in the belly of the plane among the bags. I had difficulty explaining to Cj why Mozart wasn't sitting with us. We submitted Mozart to the special cargo unit with Cj protesting all the way. When the door was shut, ex-hub was ashen-faced I thought he would break down right there. Came time to fasten our seat belts; Cj sat close to the window making room between us and said, "Mommy, Mozart sit with me." I tried hard not to well up.

Five hours later the three of us were home. And it was christmas eve! The festive mood we arrived at made the trip even more special.

~ Mommy Moments is brought to you by Chris ~


Chubskulit Rose said…
Hi sis, thanks gor taking me to your special trip I love your beautiful dog's name very artistic..

At honey pa tawag mo nung nagdidivorce na kayo ah hehehe...

Thanks for peeking on my entry.. Kelan nga yung other memena gusto kong salihan, by theme ba yun?
Hazel said…
Lol! honey sis para hindi kami masabit sa airport :-)

Walang theme yong Our Weekend Memoirs. It's up by Sunday morning. Kahit anong memoirs nyo pwede.
Jac said…
Cute naman ng name ng Dog mo mommy and thank you for sharing your MM...

happy weekend !
Anonymous said…
Thanks for taking posting this. How wonderful the familnis all together. Great photos :)
Ebie said…
Haz, wow, I know how expensive it is for "pet airfare". Lucky Mozart, was able to fly with you! Love the story and your down-to-earth sincerity!
Meikah said…
Wow nice story, indeed, and what a special trip! You know what? I had to re-read the part about Mozart. I thought he was a human being! lol

My MM entry is here.
Anya said…
Mozart on a iron bird !!!!
It looks very sad between those bags :(
I hope he likes it ?
Lovely story :)
Chris said…
thanks so much for sharing your story... :D very interesting post!

happy mommy moments!
Seiko said…
My heart ache upon reading your post in here & felt so sorry on what had happened to your family,I bet a tough one for you to raise a kids all alone by yourself now.Thanks for sharing a bit about you & thanks for the visit too.Have a great weekend.
Hazel said…
It's okay Seiko. I've gotten over the whole thing. Thanks for dropping by.
darly said…
naku bilib naman ako sayo that you still find humor and fun in the split- what a strong and brave soul.

Cutie ng dog- lurve the name too!!

Happy MM, mine is up too.
Chubskulit Rose said…
Honey pala para di masabit sa airport lol...

Favor naman please sis???

I am trying to generate some support for our daughter. I entered her into a Smile Contest, so if you could please cast a vote for her every day until October 31st it would be so much appreciated. To cast your vote, please go to this link. Thank you very much for all your help!
Lalaine's WOrld said…
akala ko you have two kids, si CJ at Mozart..only to realize na doggie pala si Mozart..LOL! But I'm sure, Mozart must be so precious too, imagine, included cya sa byahe and precious things.
Enchie said…
There's no place like home... Christmas welcomed you back :D

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