Things change

So, circumstances in the UK have forced MDH and I to make some very tough choices.

We, like the geese in chevron flight, will be flying south when autumn comes. South, southeast, and back to the little spot on the equator that I used to call 'home'.

This is the reason for my long silence. There was too much to think about, and I could not put it in words.

To be honest, I had never believed that I would ever stay in the UK forever, not even when I bought that one way ticket to Heathrow three years ago. I won't say that Singapore is the end point of my wanderings either. MDH and I both have wings on our shoes and we will fly again, wherever God leads us.

It's just the time.

We've got the urge for going, and we've got the wings to go.