The last time I had any news of you was in 2007. I was bored and googled your name, a search which produced both you and Ashley on a CNN page among the names of the missing after the 2005 tsunami in Thailand. Imagine my panic. Fortunately, I deduced that you were ok, as another search item turned up some photos from Myanmar the following year. I loved the pictures of you guys walking around during the big coup. It turns out that you were more than ok, in fact, you went and had a baby, a little boy, and my brief freak-out over your supposed demise was transformed to a happy calm as I went through your internet photo account and saw your happy motherhood and all the places you have travelled since we last talked, which has been since I don't know when.
Now it is 2008 and this cyclone story in Myanmar is all over the news. Are you still there? It has been two years, so I am definitely hoping that your pattern remains true and you and yours are long gone from there, maybe whooping it up in Singapore or Hong Kong. Anyway, this is my message in a bottle, my secret whispered into a hole in the tree. If you happen upon this, let me know. I'd love to hear from you.
