Where is Home

Z graduates this December.  He needs to submit information for his commencement ceremony including "Hometown".  W asked us the same question too, a couple of months ago, as he may be on track to graduate a year earlier than expected.

"What should I say for Hometown?" they ask.

I say, "I don't know".

"Planet Earth would be good," Z replies.

Indeed, it would.

I ask myself this question too, sometimes.

Traveled Out

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.

Sigh.

Post Holiday Blues

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!