Since moving to Dunedin, I've been getting little *pings* from the universe, little nudges, as if to say, yes, you guys did the right thing by moving halfway across the world (and without jobs too!) to start a new chapter of life. Sometimes, the affirmation would come while I would be walking Jordy to school, both of us breathing in the cold morning air, and breathing out "dragon breath" as he calls it. "Look, I'm Smaug!" he would yell delightedly as he capered up the garden path.
Or like today, when we took an impromptu trip to Outram Glen, a 20-minute drive away. We packed a picnic, and drove through the golden summer heat, hoping to beat the crowds for a prime picnic spot. Once again, our urban Singapore mindset was jolted into reality when we got to our destination.
Remember, this was one of the most gorgeous days of summer. And there was the sum total of one other car along the entire stretch of dirt road bordering the clear river. One. An older couple with their two dogs who, judging from their impressive picnic set-up, looked liked they were planning to make an entire day out of their trip.
The universe *pinged* me then.
I just felt really blessed (that word normally makes me a little squeamish, but there you have it). Blessed because a spur of the moment decision led us to this pristine spot that seemed almost suspended in time. Because today turned out to be Jonah's first ever dip in a river. Because the kids got to do one of their favourite ever activities for as long as they wanted (pick up round pebble, throw in fast-flowing water, repeat). Because we got to get real fruit ice cream from McArthur's Berry Farm after. Because it dawned on me that experiencing something so special, so gorgeous, is now our new normal.