Yes, I am still here, but I have had a few days this week where I am not quite sure where I am. Yes, I am living in Melbourne at the moment, but I know there is a home to be made for us in Hong Kong. Chris is living there in our apartment, all alone. At least I have the girls with me here. Even if they are hard work and exhausting and relentless, I do get their kisses and cuddles and smiles and laughter.
I keep reminding myself it is just for a short while. Soon, we will be together again as a family. Chris was home last weekend. Each visit is an intense reminder of how much we miss him. How much I miss him.
Then Abbey is at kinder over 3 days during the week, and I feel validated that this is what she needs, right now. She is loving kinder, making new friends, learning so much. She comes home from kinder full of stories, eyes twinkling, a whole new world has been unveiled to her, and she is loving it, thriving on each new experience, full of the wonder of the world.
I continue to be torn between our two homes. Separated from my love. Excited and terrified all at the same time, of the new adventure that awaits us in Hong Kong.
Cat.