From Stranded to Strong
Today marks another special
day in our lives. I remember a time when we were stranded in the middle of
everything, with nothing in our hands—credit card bills to pay, loans to clear,
a toddler in tow, and a family full of hopes. Nothing seemed to favour us. And it was at that moment that we made a bold decision. We leaped, traveling 2,600 kilometres
away, to build a home and start anew.
The heat, the desert, the
culture, the food, the speed of life, and the people—all were so different, yet
so welcoming. I can still hear my husband saying, “This is temporary, just 2-3
years, until we have a few things sorted"
But here we are, 24 years
later, counting the days until we decide to travel back, to return to our motherland and call it a home. It's a journey that has brought us to where we are
today, but there’s still a part of us that calls our homeland home.
I owe my life to this land;
it’s true.
Oman, You Shaped Me
Speeding cars; the roads are alive,
But paced-out choices have helped me thrive.
Oman, you’re where my heart draws near.
To the people I have met on
this journey, your kindness, support, and encouragement have made it all worth
living. Each one of you have played a part in shaping our experience and making
a foreign land feel like home. Whether it was a shared meal, a conversation
that lasted for hours, or a simple gesture of goodwill, I am forever grateful
for your presence in our lives.
And to my children, thank
you for standing by us through every decision, every challenge, and every
change. Your resilience, understanding, and love have been a constant source of
strength. I hope that one day you’ll look back at this journey with pride,
knowing how much we all grew together and how much you helped shape this
chapter of our story.
