Home Again
How strange and yet so comfortable it is to come home again to the same airport, the same streets, the same car, the same house, same fat cat, and the same bedroom that I have spent most of my teenage life. Quel Bizarre!
When i first arrived home, i felt like i had never left, the only evidence of myself being away for nine months were the suitcases placed in my room! My mind did not allow me to process all the memories I created in the past year. And although i felt so at home, i felt i was gone for so much.
Burnaby mountain, crazy dance parties in my living room, many dinners and endless conservations with Jackie, Chevy, Amrita, Francesca and Diana seemed to be a fiction of my imagination.
The first week went so fast and was full of choas. Spending time with my baba, and my mama while realizing my mother was leaving two days later to take care of my grandmother and family issues in singapore, while my dad going back to work in Saudi Arabia, meant not seeing them for two more months. Which is another factor of growing up, as Lauren wonderful put, "time goes much faster now than when i was younger just because i have more things to do."
SO glad for Doctora Mai, who has been there for me through everything and im sure will continue to constantly be a stable factor of my life throughout everything.
It funny trying to re-adjust to the way of life that just is not really mine anymore. But thats the challenge of re-integration. I love that Hadia and I are developing a new goal for next summer. Much more news on that later.
When i first arrived home, i felt like i had never left, the only evidence of myself being away for nine months were the suitcases placed in my room! My mind did not allow me to process all the memories I created in the past year. And although i felt so at home, i felt i was gone for so much.
Burnaby mountain, crazy dance parties in my living room, many dinners and endless conservations with Jackie, Chevy, Amrita, Francesca and Diana seemed to be a fiction of my imagination.
The first week went so fast and was full of choas. Spending time with my baba, and my mama while realizing my mother was leaving two days later to take care of my grandmother and family issues in singapore, while my dad going back to work in Saudi Arabia, meant not seeing them for two more months. Which is another factor of growing up, as Lauren wonderful put, "time goes much faster now than when i was younger just because i have more things to do."
SO glad for Doctora Mai, who has been there for me through everything and im sure will continue to constantly be a stable factor of my life throughout everything.
It funny trying to re-adjust to the way of life that just is not really mine anymore. But thats the challenge of re-integration. I love that Hadia and I are developing a new goal for next summer. Much more news on that later.
1 Comments:
good luck babe.... reintegration is the hardest part of the trip..... but its the part where you realised that you had an unforgetable adventure.... take care and can't wait to meet up with you when i drop by Egypt...
loads of hugs and kisses
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