Somehow, even though, the obvious is clear, we still find it a lil hard to start saying goodbye to a place that we call home for (almost!) the last decade.
When Bruce and Mandy came to visit last fortnight,we did a host of activities together. We snowboarded. Had multiple coffees at lil hole in the walls joints. Dinner and lunches.
It was a lovely time to get reacquainted again.
Seeing friends after a long while makes you miss the times that had passed. The times when we share an apartment, where he stayed across the hallway. The crazy times that we had with our ex housemates. The speech he made at our wedding. The times when we had a lil bit of a rocky patch cause of all the uncertainties.
And the period where he met his lady love. :)
(Hubbi and I adore Mandy. We think that she's the best thing that ever happened to Bruce ;p )
We tend to get nostalgic and chat for hours on end abot the crazy youthful past. And then, we started talking about the future. About how we can have dinner parties at our SG home. How we can go for short tropical getaways. How we can meet for coffees as and when.
Lil luxuries that distance hinders.
So now, as our season in Australia is slowly coming to an end... I think what makes the move a lil softer is the fact that we have our wonderful friends back home.
Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.