Why is it that on those occasions when something happens that makes you feel sad, upset, or lonely, or a combination of all three, it’ll always happen when you could do without it?
Fast discovering that these times will always be when your nearest and dearest is off in some dusty corner of the planet, and isn’t on hand via t’other side of the bed/phone/internet/carrier pigeon etc. etc.
It’s one of those occasions today. I had some upsetting news last night; a friend who is young and one of life’s generally smashing peeps is terminally ill with the dreaded “C” word, and it’s just awful as he’s really suffering.
What do you do or say in these situations? I mean generally you’d pop down to the card shop, and spend a few pennies on some tasteful paper scrap conveying sympathies or best wishes, but this is a problem because a). I live in rural France, and b). Don’t think Hallmark do a line in “Sorry You’re Dying” cards (although hey, you never know).
No, there are times when only a little human contact will do, and so far the only human contact I’ve had in the last 24 hrs was a kick in the belly from an eight inch (banana sized?) baby, probably to remind me to eat a bowl of coco pops, or a laughing cow cheese. Gourmet foodstuffs eh?
So, things I’ve learned this morning (and it’s not even 10am!):
1. Only the good die young. Never the bad, or the ugly.
2. That Japan is a god forsaken place that can spawn all sorts of technological wonders, but not internet thats works for under $20, and
3. There is never a hug when you need one.
Tags: cabin crew, Diary, ex-pat, life abroad, mum-to-be, Pilot "wifestyle", yummy mummy
