So this was the last day of my month at home in Malaysia.
It flew by so fast I couldn’t believe it was already time to go back to Kuwait. I told my son Danial that I didn’t mind staying another two weeks. It seemed I never had enough time whenever I went back home.
I was busy everyday. My days were so tight that I’d try and fit in as much as I could everyday. I spent the greater part of every day at my mum’s and fit in errands, home improvement, friends and fire-fighting around my time at Mum’s. I spent most evenings with Danial. Some days I’d meet a girlfriend early in the morning for breakfast then run an errand then off to Mum’s till almost tea time. And then home to cook dinner. Some days I’d be at Mum’s early in the morning, dash off to meet a friend for lunch then back to Mum’s in the afternoon. And sometimes when Danial had an evening appointment, it was the complete reverse. I’d be at Mum’s all day and in the evening I’d catch up with a girlfriend over dinner.
So while I brought my MacBook home with me, hopeful that during my “free time” I could catch up on all those projects I had, like cleaning up my photo library, catching up on my blogging, preparing for my painting classes back in Kuwait etc, it didn’t happen. All I used my MacBook for was Skyping with hubby. I just did not have any time to do any of those things.
I’ll say it again – I’m always so busy when I go home. One of these days, I really want to go home for a holiday.
So back to today. It’s a nice day at Mum’s. Everyone is here. Three of my brothers and their family came over and everyone is in a good mood. It rained hard and heavy for a while so we all stayed indoors and chatted and what not. After the rain – and I love the fresh smell of the grass – we all went outside and sat around on the terrace. Mum’s nurse wheeled her out to enjoy the fresh air.
One of my brothers noticed this drop of rain on a leaf on one of my Mum’s many, many potted plants in and around the terrace. And as soon as he had said, “Hey, look at this…”, everyone scrambled around the little plant, phones in hand and started snapping away. Everyone was very careful not to touch the leaf lest the drop of water trickled away.
Tomorrow I fly back to Kuwait. And despite having been here a month, the picture that will remain most vivid in my mind is this drop of rainwater on a leaf after the rain. I can’t really say why. There’s just a poignancy about it and I don’t really want to get mushy. Lets just agree that it’s a very nice pic taken with my iPhone 4S.