It’s been a decade,
or
120 months
or
521 weeks
or
3650 days
or
one global pandemic
since we moved to Singapore.
(It was actually a couple of weeks back)
There’s only three of us here still. The Big Missy is now an actual adult and studying at uni in Melbourne. With travel bans, quarantine and re-entry permits it might be a while until the band is back together again.
Like the rest of the world, we are bumbling through the best we can in the situation. The Other Half and I are both fully vaccinated. Hopefully that will happen for the Little Missy soon, too. While we wait for things to get better we wear our masks, scan in at all the places and carry on as best as we can.
It has to get easier, right?