Long-distance Lunching

Today we celebrated my grandmother’s 19th birthday. That’s right – not 91, but 19. My aunt made lunch, my dad made cake, and everyone gathered in the backyard to enjoy the weather. The family passed around food and we chatted about upcoming weddings, jobs, friends, pickles . . . it was an easy-going Saturday afternoon.

We celebrated, despite my being 5,378 km away. And though I couldn’t smell the barbequed quail, and  didn’t run indoors when the bees came, and couldn’t help extinguish any candles – I did talk with my grandmother, and sing happy birthday, and enjoy the company of my whole family.

Being away from home becomes easier with video chat. It isn’t the same as really being there, but it’s the next best thing.  Long distance relationships (couples, families, friends) have had a hand up since the arrival of email, then icq, then msn, and now skype.  I cannot imagine living this far from my family without being able to still see, talk and relax with them.

Next we need virtual hugs. Maybe the creators of google can get on that. Until then Zsolt can step in with a squeeze and a kiss. (not that I snog my parents, but you know I mean . . . besides, who wouldn’t want a big kiss from Zsolt? Except maybe his parents . . .)

Joyeux anniversaire, Lulu! Il était bon de vous revoir.

Immigrating to Canada

All right! Today is a step forward in the Sámson family. This very morning we’ve paid for an application for Zsolt as a Canadian resident.

It is exciting, yet slightly bittersweet because leaving England means leaving Europe, which by extension means leaving Hungary. But it’s a change that we’ve decided upon, and frankly I think is necessary.

Home is such a funny topic. Where is home? Is it the place we live in, the people we are with, the memories we hold? I don’t know. Even when I do return to my house in Kanata it’s incomplete without my husband.

I suppose it is in the moments. Sitting under a maple tree, eating mandarins from a paper bag, meeting with friends, taking a walk, being with family, swimming in Balaton. . . anyhow, it’s something I long for and will be the best medicine once found. We’ll go to Canada – Zsolt and I together – and see what can be done.

We’ve been talking this morning about buying a canoe, or a kayak. Ottawa is so wonderful for its access to water, being able to get out there would be a wonderful experience.

Today was a good step forward. A very good step.