Having been in Singapore for close to three years now, and I've adjusted to the bouts of homesickness I used to feel then. I used to feel bad when I didn't miss my family as much as they seem to miss me, or I only felt homesick when problems crop up and I'm overwhelmed with loneliness. But I guess I'm not really the kind of person to feel much or miss much. I get on with what I have to do and only allow momentary lapse into dwelling on what's not here with me. And the frequency of their calls has decreased. I guess they've gotten used to me not being at home anymore, although I know they'll always welcome me back with open arms. We all have our own lives to lead.



Dharsh used to say when I complained about distant friendships, it doesn't matter that the person can't be there all the time with you physically, but what matters is knowing that friend is someone you can turn to when you're in need. It's a hard fact to accept but that's when new friends come in to fill the gap.

On 24th Sept, home to Chester whom I've yet to meet and to the warm bosom of my family =)