|The view of Colombo from our veranda|
Around a month and a half after I started this blog, I finally arrived in the tea country! The journey was (and still is) interesting – a series of difficult but beautiful transformations. One such transformation was filling out the immigration card. I didn’t know that it would be such a moment. In particular, I didn’t realize that answering the box for “Occupation” was so defining. Normally I would put HR Manager or its derivative. Last October 2 was the first day in 7 years that I couldn’t. That day I didn’t have an occupation so I just put “None.”
I didn’t think too much of it until I was asked by the Immigration Officer, “Why None?” Yeah, why none? I was telling my husband about this when I arrived and he said, “Why didn’t you just put housewife?” Yeah, why didn’t I? I guess at that moment, I wasn’t yet a housewife. I was still 10 hours away.
In as much as I dreamed of becoming an expat’s wife, I loved the life I lead. I was working in reputable organizations, learning a lot, touching quite a few people along the way, dealing with challenges that fed my soul. There are times when it felt like the daily grind and you want nothing but to take a vacation. Now that I’m in this “vacation” I hope that it stays that way, a vacation. It will be good while it lasted but it has an end. To the housewives out there, I totally respect you because it is hard work and a totally different discipline altogether! But really, enlighten me how you are able to do it because I think I still have a lot of learn.
|Reunited with Hubby|
The battle plan is settle in, make the house a home, enjoy being a housewife (a good one at that!) and then continue doing what I’m passionate about (work in organization development / human resources) on top of continuously making the house a home and being a wife. Now that’s truly quite an occupation! But for now, I’m still learning to embrace this so-called-life as a housewife. And along the way I hope I can find passion in it and be a really good wife.