My family is in the air!
It is happening! Qatar Airways have my family safely en route! I have waited so long to write this, to share what was happening. Astute followers may have twigged that I had bought the tickets when I wrote about The winning airline is, or we were pretty close when I was standing naked and blue at 2am in the morning in Australia, trying to have passports collected in Nigeria.
At one point earlier in the week, John had been confused about which day he was flying and scared the living daylights out of me when he had said as long as the passports arrived by Friday morning it would be OK. We had talked about a Friday departure at length, then at the last minute I decided Thursday was better, as they would arrive here on the Friday night, giving us an extra day together. After the passport saga, I asked him “What day are you flying?” and he responded “Saturday!!!”. We needed the laugh, it was great!
As my lovely family are now actually on the way home, I am restructuring this site a little over the next few days. I hope that my family will also write from time to time and share their new experiences. To that end I have created a new section, Our New Life, where each family member will be listed. They may find the concept a little daunting, especially at first, so we may or may not see articles from John and our children.
This article is both the last of the regular Partner Visa articles and the first of the Our New Life articles. I will write more Partner Visa articles from time to time, but certainly our focus now is enjoying being together after all this time.
I have next week off work and already the diary is full. School interviews, English proficiency tests, I broke a tooth this morning so a dental visit is scheduled. School uniform shopping!
I have spoken to John a couple of times. I am excited, he is nervous. For him this is a BIG journey to a new life. The children have never flown before. I can always tell exactly how he is feeling from his voice. Best to just let him deal with getting them all to the airport and checked in! He sounded a lot happier about to board! I told him he had sounded stressed, which had me worried. He replied, “I’m managing four children”! OK – fair call, I thought!
Immediately before this post I have published From Hidden to Visible, an explanation of the disappearance of several articles back in March, with links to those articles for those who want to fill in the gaps.
The following photo is a terrible photo of each and every one of us, but it is the only photo I have with all four of us in it. Heaps of photos with some of us. Yes, our children look a little shocked. They had met me about 10 minutes before this photo was taken: under those circumstances, I’d be shocked too! Their father had returned to them a mere six weeks before that, after nearly six years away – the youngest was two when he left. It had been a whirlwind few weeks for them, I am sure.
From left (of the screen) to right, front row: Mr O Jnr 1 (otherwise known as John’s mini-me), Mr O Jnr 2, Miss O 2, Miss O 1.