Greetings from hot and humid Singapore! Our family has been back for 2 months now and are settling into a routine. Roger is now a pastor in our church, Charis has started preschool, and Adriel is his happy self. After weeks of packing, unpacking and packing again, we finally settled into our old place. Our boxes from Sydney arrived, and it was time to call our old place 'home'.
I remember not being able to sleep on the first night when we moved back to our place. I was just listening to the constant noise of the 11pm traffic, amazed that I am once again, sleeping under the roof of my bedroom. Memories of our first year of marriage, and our first few months of parenthood came back. All these happened under this very roof. And now, we're back...
I do miss and think about Sydney and friends from time to time. I even dreamt once that we were back in SMBC, and this time, I was studying and Roger heaped a mountain of books on my table. I miss college morning teas and dinners. I miss the chats, the aussie humour, the fellowship. The 'I don't need you to achieve anything when I'm talking to you, I just enjoy having a cup of tea with you' sort of drop-bys into other people's places.
Though sometimes my thoughts are transported back to SMBC and cornerstone@north, I'm privileged to be enjoying and strengthening friendships at home. Getting to see our parents regularly is a real plus point. I also appreciate the Mandarin/Cantonese-speaking environment here. Charis is more willing to speak in Mandarin now. Her 'Mandarin' sometimes is gibberish, and reminds me of the 'international language' she used to speak before she could speak 'English'. She is picking Cantonese up by the scraps, and it's heartening nonetheless.
We're thankful for the ease of transition back into Singapore. All my fears were unfounded and what I thought would be difficult has not turned out to be so. Or perhaps God has given me the grace to see things otherwise. Thank you for praying for us. We have been much blessed.