It’s a 56% battery life on my Mac book and the flight path mode says it’s just about 4 more hours to Singapore.
I started this blog in 2007, six years before today, shortly after my own wedding and before myprecious little daughter was born.
It’s great to be able to revive it and continue to ‘pen my thoughts’ now many years later, as a wife, as a mother, a business woman, a traveller…
I have contemplated deleting this blog and starting with a clean slate of new entries. I almost cringe reading my own writing of 6 years ago. But after much thought, those entries represented the ‘me’, 6 years ago, my hopes, my dreams, my chapters and growth through life. It gives me a chapter to reflect and remember those newly wed moments of aspiration and expectation for the life ahead with my partner.
Today I sit on the plane, bound towards a my new home. A black coffee on my tray table and clutching theinternational Herald Tribune, relishing a moment of quiet as my little girl finally snoozes in her dreamland.
Such a precious time to just read the paper undisturbed… the last six years felt so much like a bubble. A bubble of time where I learnt new skills in the jewellery trade that I fell completely into by accident, where I learnt what it meant to be a team with my husband, in a country that is not mine, yet welcomed me like their own. Learnt to be a mother to a child that is God sent to teach me the finer things of life that I never knew or thought I needed to know.
It has been such a beautiful trip filled with beautiful people that made my time in Australia so special. I had brought my four and a half year old to attend a wedding of amost special friend. She looked just radiant yesterday and tears filled my eyeswhen she and her amazing now-husband, said their vows at the altar. It was truly a highlight of this week of aeroplanes and airports, and warm familiar faces and smiles.
Sintia is a friend who loves with her heart despite her many heartaches... We all carry our crosses…be it family, friends, acquaintances… Life’s journey beckons and twists and turns to mould us, to weave peopleinto and out of our lives. God heals and time takes away our hurts. He had reserved Kieran for her and their union is truly a match made in heaven.
