my mum read the submitted mother's day post (translated by jon) that contains part of the essence of what i want her to know, and I'm glad that she has read it.
the house is coming along fast, like construction sites that stay barren for a year and a half and all of a sudden sprout tall buildings within the few months after that.
and like those construction sites, where the work is all done underground - the piling and laying of foundations - the house renovations has much hidden frustrations and unhappiness bubbling beneath...
it's beautiful, though, and can't wait to make it a home...
looking forward to this sunday, where i can speak to my dad, finally, despite all the things that he has done the past weeks...yet, he has done so much the past few months, and the many years before.
perhaps i can take a breath of air...