Bangkok Dreaming
We were to stop in Bangkok for ten days of rest, recovery and exploration.
Things didn’t work out that way and I felt as if Thailand was trying to tell me something that I just couldn’t quite capture. As she pressed each tense muscle on my body I resisted.
My anger, fear, and pain refused to be released.
We both fell apart and Sam bought all the stresses along with him, they consumed him in Bangkok and he hardly left the room.
The times we ventured out were filled with anxiety, and yet she kept whispering to me giving me tiny glimpses of tranquility.
The most magical moment was within a tranquil green park with this lady as she and her partner danced with grace and gave us a gift of laughter.
They showed the kids how to flick the fan just so creating a startling crack which had Luca in fits of giggles.
Nothing to do and nowhere to be, just that moment with those people and the peace we had been searching for.
We left Bangkok early, a quick decision and booked to leave the next morning first thing. I found that little lesson that she was trying to teach me, give in….let it go…..see your family as they are not as you wish them to be…..go on your way with peace.
Carina and I that night wandered the street near our hotel arm in arm, just some time with my little girl and her big dreams.
The ten days became four, the relaxation became a rush to leave and a long uncertain flight into our new future.
I thank you for the grace and strength you showed me x
Only saw your post now. Would I have known, we could have met. I totally understand you. Bangkok is not relaxing at all. And it is always too hot to wonder around. 4 days are perfectly sufficient. I dream of Italy every day, but here is the job…
Greetings from Bangkok 🙂
S
Ciao Susan, next time we are in Bangkok we would love to catch up with you, we always stop here on the way back and forth to Australia. We love Bangkok but sadly had to leave early because Sam got sick. I am loving life here in Italy, and we hope Sam’s parents can come this year, his Mum is from Sicily (Salina) and Dad from Calabria so a trip down South in the camper van is a definite. xxCiao from Italia xxx
Morning Lisa, I don’t know how I missed these posts. I didn’t know you were in Bangkok.
I guess that saying “listen to your little voice” was really working for you. I know things have not all been easy for Vladimir. He left his family to come with me. He is moody sometimes and I think he is thinking of his family. One relative that got out sent him a box of family fotos and when he opened it he just cried. I mentioned to him this week about going back for a visit and he said no. Conditions in Cuba are not good and when they do go back for a visit immigration treats them like s@#t! They are made to feel so bad. He sends money and calls for short phone calls but they are monitored also. Not very nice eh?
He is happy here and that is all that is important. There have been problems also, things I never thought of with coming to a new country and it seems every week he learns something new. He loves the cold weather!!! Imagine.
More another time.
Besos
Evelyn
Oh Evelyn I can’t even imagine what that would be like, how hard for him. How many family members are in Cuba? It’s so hard sometimes for men to open up with feelings like these, I wish they could. Your Vladimir sounds like a wonderful man xxx
Wow, read this post AFTER having read the one about buying the unexpected house. My first thought is Bangkok was telling you to go, to leave. Nothing to see here, missy. Move along. There’s something for you to be doing elsewhere, so get going. Maybe had you stayed the full ten days, you wouldn’t have been in the right place at the right time to happen upon the unexpected house. I don’t know. But I’m a firm believer that things happen for a reason. Not necessarily fate, but things unfold as they should. When I think back to times in my life that I perceived an event as being “unfortunate,” those times were so often the catalyst or turning point for something fabulous that followed….if that makes sense. Look at that picture of Sam and the kids at the end of the lane in your little Italian village. Sam is beaming and looks the picture of health and happiness. Bangkok was just trying to hurry you along to where you all needed to be. XXX
I think you’re right Bev, she was giving us a little push. We are so much happier now and have started to slow down, the kids are outside 90% of the day enjoying life and getting into mischief. Each day brings a new delight and the people are just fascinating. We are where we need to be and thank you for your gorgeous comment, sorry to take so long to reply it slipped past me somehow xxx