A week past by since I wrote my last update. The reason for this is plain simple; when the two most beautiful souls on this planet travel to the other side of the world to hug me there is not much time for writing.
Last week I travelled to Bali to personally pick my parents up from the airport. This is the fifth time they come and visit me and I’m as excited as a kid in a candy store. I remember how nervous they were when they came the first time. We spend many hours on the phone discussing what to bring, where to stay and what to do. Nowadays I only receive the notification that they are coming, no questions are asked and no plans are made.
As a child, you more than likely think of your parents as some kind of superheroes. As you get older, you realize that your parents are still superheroes, just not in the way you thought. I see the humanity in my parents that maybe I didn’t see when I was a kid. I realize that they – for example – are also nervous when they go on a big trip. And seeing my parents with all their perfect imperfections, makes me love them even more than the time where I believed they were superheroes.
Waiting for my superheroes to arrive
While I’m standing in the arrival hall waiting for my superheroes to arrive, I suddenly release how much I missed them. I can literally feel the pain and suddenly the tears are coming. I want to feel their arms around me and I want to hear them say: “it’s all good, we are here now”. And while I’m thinking about all the things that happened in my life since the last time they visit me, I see them. We fly into each other arms and hold each other so tight that it almost hurts.
A week passed by. We received the new sketches from the architect, we love the general idea but there are still many decision to be made. There are days where I’m super excited to work on the design of the new Villa Nangka and there are the days that I just want to throw my laptop in a corner. It’s not always easy to make a simple decision as where to place a toilet when all you want is to have your old life back.
Luckily the sun never leaves for long
On those dark days where I can’t feel the sunshine on my soul it feels like we will never reach the finish line. It’s already November and there is still so much work to be done. Luckily the sun never leaves for long. I can fall asleep crying and wake up the next morning feeling stronger than ever; we will get there, step by step, one foot in front of the other. Sometimes you just need to stop focusing on the big steps and start noticing all the little steps you’ve already done.