Time Stops For No One

Date: January 8, 2015

Mood: Fulfilled

Weather: Gray and Breezy

Listening to: Gasoline Rainbows by Amy Kuney

Reading: How to Be A Husband by Tim Dowling

Anyone else know where the time has gone? I'm sitting here looking at the calendar and seeing that it has been one full week since we started this new year. I could have sworn it was only a couple of days, but I guess 2 or 7 it's not that much difference in the grand scheme of things. Not like saying it's almost been 365 days but seems only 30 or perhaps instead 1800. That's true too though if you look at the calendar and what day is coming up. February 1^st will mark our 1 year anniversary of hoping on a plane in Tulsa and making a round the world trip to this place we now call home.

I can't believe that in less than a month we will have officially been on this adventure for an entire year. Like with so many things, I look at this approaching date and say with complete sincerity that it doesn't seem possible it has been this long. And still on the other hand I can also say with, again, complete sincerity that it seems like it has been so much longer.

It's that latter feeling that now has me typing through tear filled eyes. I miss my mum! I miss my step-dad, my grandparents, best friends, and all my family. I miss our cats. Not a day goes by that I don't feel guilty to the core of my being for leaving behind my Chici-boy. He was our precious [fur]baby boy, and we'd had him for over seven years. Leaving him was such a difficult decision, but we fought hard to find him and his adopted fur-sister Mochi a good home together. We eventually did; however, the news reached us a few months after we moved here that our Chici had died of what the vet labeled a broken heart. He just couldn't get over us leaving him. :( To this day I still can't tell the kids, especially Jocelyn as he was her kitty (in her heart anyhow).

Okay, enough. I started this entry saying I felt fulfilled, and here I now sit sipping my hot English style nǎichá (milk tea) with a tear streaked face and snotty nose. Yuck. What an image I just painted there, right? lol So, how 'bout them Dodgers? (This is the phrase dh and family are known for saying whenever a conversation takes that ackward turn and they want to reroute it in a different direction.)

Ate in the student's canteen again today for lunch. I'm thinking this was the last day that our regular teacher's canteen is reserved for the visiting guests here for the meetings they've been having. I hope so. Today's food was actually not half bad again, but I miss our usual fare. This time we decided to try the rice with curry, potatos, cabbage, and what appeared to be breaded chicken. I didn't try the chicken thing; however, dh indicated it tasted like the Chinese take on chicken fried steak. As usual, I forgot to take a photo again. Doh! I did get a picture of the yummy red bean coconut milk blend thingy that I had yesterday and again today. That's something at least.