I only see my parents once year (usually for Christmas). The distance is too expensive to bridge more often (I live in Europe, they live in the Caribbean).
Today I was buying my dad's Xmas present -it's always the same after-shave (his favourite) and it lasts him precisely a year. I'm the one who always buy it for him.
As I was queuing to pay, I found myself fighting the tears.
I miss him so much!
Monday I will finally be home for Christmas eve, and I'm sure I'll cry again.