dinka

The expatriate's cross

I used to like airports. They are exciting: People from all over the world... Some going on vacation... mysterious doors that lead to interesting places. It also reminds you of all the fun you had going somewhere.
Now it seems the airport just turned into this big beast at the end of a long highway ride that systematically swallows my family members. One second they're here, and another they're gone. Just like that.
I don't like it. I don't like it.

Posted at 02:43 PM on August 27, 2003

Comments

Oh, arme Dinka-Maus :((((

Aber sie kommen bald wieder. Und durch Deine tolle Site bist Du ja mit allen immer in Kontakt!!!

Kopf hochund BUSSI an Veronika
Kathrin

Posted by at August 27, 2003 3:28 PM

you are right, from my perspective it is where you never come with me but always stay behind - BUT from a more positive perspective, it is also where I meet you again .... so let's plan the next arrival :-))))))

Posted by tessa at August 28, 2003 4:22 AM

HUGS for you, Dinka...

Posted by Maryanne at August 28, 2003 9:49 AM

I just had the same feeling, when you left...forever! And this feeling will return any time you come to us and leave again!

Posted by Daniel at August 30, 2003 8:39 AM