Re-united

One of the constants in being an ex-pat is that everyone sooner or later moves on. It's been on my mind this week as I wait to hear where we're going to next, come this summer. It's hard saying goodbye, for both adults and children. I remember A being a brave girl saying goodbye to her best friend Rhian, then weeping buckets at bedtime. On the other hand we've now got all these friends dotted around the world, particularly still in Japan and increasingly China. This afternoon, N was re-united with her one-time best friend, Alex, over here on a visit. They were inseperable at school in pre-years, always laughing and holding hands. Then, as is our lot, the family moved to Shanghai. It was interesting to see if they'd hit it off again, him being a boy and all... and they did, as if they'd never been apart. A lovely sight.