My first homesick

This morning, the second time I was awaken by my homesickness, I was so much frightened by the nightmare I had of my dady, he protected me and~ I can't help myself thinking of him, I can't help...
I could only rise up at 6:30am which is an usual time for me to wake up, I went out of my room, getting the behind stairs down to the garden we have nearby a river, I sat at the bund of the tiny road, talking to God in the murmer of a prayer, I cried a little bit, not really cry, just some tears rolling down from my eyes~ I couldn't help though I always consider my self so strong~
I stoped my tears and gave my daddy a call, I know he'd be home at this time since he always rise up eary in the morning~
"Hey, daddy! How're you? I miss you~ everything fine" I pretended in a cheerful voice--"yeah, I am fine! And you, everything got used there?" He asked--I held my tears saying" Yeah! Sure I am fine! I just want to call you and say hi"--"I am fine, don't worry...I had dreamed of you twice~wish you're fine there, I worry about you..."Surprise...He had the same as I do...That's father and daughter~ "Your cat is also fine here...""I am not worrying about my cat, what I worry is you..."I said..."Yeah, I am fine, don't worry...""okay, then take care of yourself...I know you have a sore throat, and how's your cold?" He's so much caring for me~I still holding my tears in the eyes...saying" Yeah, I am fine...take care of yourself also"... ...
Then I hung off the phone...lit my cigarrets watching a little frog and a snail beside me, I took the snail, let it walking on my cigar box...imagine my home far away...
I finished two cigarretts and went back my room, took a shower then came to the office as the first person I'd ever been~
Good morning daddy~May God bless you~