It was cloudy at almost second week into summer.
We spent most of the day showing mom places she hasn’t been to before.
And while there, we learned more about mom. How she was lost at sea for 5 days and how she used to sell insurance and houses. It’s funny how much we have yet to learn from the people who we spend our every days with.
That night Maggie and I returned to the island. It felt so much like home.
I don’t know how many times we climbed that flight of stairs. In different states.
We hopped on a mini bus back because the night was over.
The way back was like a tour, of all the places she used to call home.
And the old homes of friends who have made this place Home.
I remember the day we sent her off to Hong Kong five years ago. Sometimes I don’t understand why we felt so uncertain at that time. If I could talk to us back then, I would’ve told us that things will turn out fine — even great.
But uncertainty is beautiful like lights mimicking fireflies across rain swept windshields. Sometimes we’re not so sure where we’re going. And it’s fine to be blurry at some point —
— because clarity comes before we know it.
New places are always scary —
A couple of years back, maggie received a court summons from the Hong Kong Government for crossing the street on a red light. I guess she has learned now – how to cross when it’s time to.
A key to the old apartment. I’m glad some of the old things got to cross over to this side.