I am tired of flying. I hate flying in the first place, and it doesn't help flying coach either. I think that's the worst part of being an international family....all that flying around just to get to where your loved ones are.
Sometimes, I wish everyone was in the same country town and just a short car ride away.
More flying to come before the years is over.....don't get me wrong, I love the destination, just not the (plane) journey.
We are a bunch of ladies coming from varied and diverse backgrounds. We met in Beijing, trailing spouses who volunteered with the parent organization at our children's school. Through the common experience of being a stranger in a strange land, our friendship was forged in the latter half of our lives. It doesn't matter that we've known each other only a handful of years. It was enough to form life-long relationships.
They say true friends pick up where they left off no matter how long apart they've stayed. How true, how true! We spent a few days in the bucolic paradise of Bali....eating, shopping, talking, laughing, playing, drinking.
And all too soon, we have to separate again to our respective countries. But plans of our next trip have started to germinate already.....and I look forward to that, wherever/whenever it may be!
People in Hong Kong have taken to the streets over the last few days in a peaceful demonstration for democracy. Tear gas has been used by the police in an attempt to dissipate the crowds; this has backfired, with many criticizing this action as being overexcessive. Many of the protesters are college students; even high schoolers have joined in.
I am impressed by the civility of these protesters who have taken to cleaning up after themselves, picking up trash and leaving the streets as clean as possible. Some have indicated that it's because they love Hong Kong.
I'm glad for the lack of guns in this country. I can't imagine how much more violent this could be if people were armed with lethal weapons.
I am pessimistic about whether this demonstration will actually make Beijing change their policy regarding free elections. The Chinese have historically shown themselves to be particularly high handed especially when it comes to politics. I don't think this will be any different...but I would love to be proven wrong.
The Fates have decided that we move to Singapore in the coming year.
I can't say that I am unhappy about it. I will be close to my parents and at their age, it is great that I will be able to spend more time with them.
I will be able to reconnect with friends, both long-time and recent. Many good friends from Beijing have relocated to Singapore over the last few years. Reconnecting with old friends will be quite different though. I find my views & attitudes about social mores, parenting, education, well, heck, life in general, have changed over the years that I have lived away from there. I am not sure how well received those views will be by some of them. I'll just have to wait and see.
However, moving there will mean that Z. will not be able to visit, for reasons which for now, best remain un-revealed on the world wide web. Both boys would prefer that we remain in Hong Kong or move back to the US of A. But A. has to move where his job brings us; after all, there are still college tuition fees to be paid (less one after this semester, yay!).
So for now, Singapore it is, for better or for worse.
As for Hong Kong, well.....I never was in love with this city. But for what it's worth, it's been a good respite from living in China, and the dim sum has been delicious.
In the heat of summer in the Northern Hemisphere, I saw my sister's daughter marry the love of her life in an idyllic lakeside setting. My boys and my sister's children spent a precious two days together; the cousins had not been together in the same place at the same time for six years.
Yesterday, a beloved favorite uncle passed away after a long and valiant battle against chronic myelocytic leukemia. He was a radiologist by training, a highly intelligent and musically gifted man. His quick pun-ny wit and sense of humor meant that much of the time spent with him was filled with side-splitting laughter and tears spilling over from mirth.
This week, I will head into the winter weather of the Southern Hemisphere to say a final goodbye to him. I will reunite with cousins of my own whom I haven't seen in years.
Rest in peace, dear TKF....
Afterglow - Helen Lowrie Marshall
I'd like the memory of me To be a happy one. I'd like to leave an afterglow Of smiles when day is done.
I'd like to leave an echo Whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times And bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve, To dry before the sun Of happy memories I leave Behind - when day is done.
I've said many times & to many people that being an empty nester has been very liberating. However, that doesn't take away from the fact that I am missing Us, the Family Unit. Whether it is sitting at the dinner table, talking about stuff or watching a movie together then dissecting the storyline after, or just being in the same room while surfing the Internet, I do miss Us.