Bonne chance

I am like, the worst boyfriend ever! It's like, I was so upset and like, facing the reality of CF finally leaving, so much so that I forgot to ask his time of arrival in Vancouver!

Sigh, what an airhead I am.

So I have to call up a friend of his yesterday morning to ask. Very pai seh (embarrassing)! Thanks very much, GL!

Anyway, he has arrived safely in Vancouver this morning, after an 11-hour transit in Japan. Apparently, he's quite excited and all till he doesn't feel jetlagged.

For one, it's good to know that he's alright. He's all by himself there, not knowing anyone, but friends' friends to help him settle down. For that, I am really grateful that there are many kind souls that he knows; friendships that he has nurtured that they're willing to help CF out.

Another thing is that he's not homesick and he doesn't miss me. Which is good, as what's the point of travelling half way around to world and then miss the familiarity of home?

He's going to start a new chapter of his life. The over-protective me has to let go and let him live his own life and allow him his first taste of independence.

Mind you, not that he hasn't been independent and strong-willed, but I believe it's totally different when you're abroad and home is not a three-hour trip away.

Though on the other hand, I would love to share this part of his life with him. I am excited for him as well.

He just called about two hours ago and from the sound of it, he's really enthusiastic about it.

I sincerely wish him all the best. I hope it will be a journey of discovery for him, because the unexamined life is not worth living. It's not easy, but ultimately it would be worth it.

As for me, I have the same journey to go, albeit differently.

I love you, dear.