Category Archives: Finding Home

Home safe

Posted in After treatment, Bumpboobs, Finding Home by

We made it! Many hours later and here we are again – Southampton, UK – cosy in our flat thanks to Denise and her wonderful touches. How nice is it to walk into your home after a month away, feel its warmth, see desserts on the table (and a beautiful pile of fruit), have milk for your tea and then crash into bed?

How nice?

Incredibly nice.

Zsolt and I both had safe flights, and we found each other easily. Apart from a crashing GPS system and a few minutes of motorway panic, all went smoothly.

So now it’s on to the next phase of recovery, coupled with the next phase of our lives. Within the upcoming six or seven months we’ll have a thesis defence, uprooting of home, touring of Europe, graduation, and immigration. MAN what a blockbuster year ahead.

AC 888

Posted in After treatment, Bumpboobs, Canada, Finding Home, Life, Love, Travel by

Just a quickie tonight. I’m sitting in the executive lounge at Ottawa international Airport (fancy stuff) and waiting for my flight to board. Mom and Dad dropped me off just minutes ago, which is always hard and always tearful, and now they must be navigating the parking payment system. I suppose it means you have a good parent-child relationship if saying goodbye never gets easier. Life has treated me very well – despite whatever ups and downs are served, I’ve always been surrounded by love.

Okay, time to board. Thanks for keeping me company. It’s time to fly home.

(PS – this post will be posted after I arrive , because otherwise I have to pay for the wi-fi, and that’s not cool.)