On day four, you wrote a post about losing something. Today, write about finding something. Today’s twist: if you wrote day four’s post as the first in a series, use this one as the second installment — loosely defined.
When we lose treasured things in life, we try to recover, to find substitutes or to start anew.
Before coming to the US to live, I took everything for granted as I was making trips twice a year. I had a comfortable apartment in Singapore and another one in Florida. It was cool. Then things were taken out of my hands. With the application of a US spousal visa, I could not step on US soil for 1 year. When granted the visa and moving to the US, I could not leave US soil for 1 year. It was during those times that I learned, not all things are yours to have all the time. You make do with what destiny offers.
Moving from a Singapore yuppie urban area to a US suburb took getting used to. Everything was a long, long way away, nothing was within walking distance. No taxis, no public buses, no fried noodles just 5 minutes walk away and horror of horrors, no Asian size ladies clothes! Many a time I asked myself if I really liked living here, why not New York or San Francisco?
One day, it was like Karma slapped me in the face and told me to get over my self-built wall and to look at the beauty around, appreciate the different landscape, the different culture, the clean air and most of all, the space ~ my space. That’s when the old inquisitive explorer’s urge resurfaced. I once trekked, sailed, scuba dived … so why on earth was I moaning and groaning as if in the confines of a loony bin? Ah yes, after 2 years, I found my sanity again.
That’s when things got really exciting. Felt like driving a truck, got my commercial driver’s license. Felt like real Asian food, explored, found Asian stores and got my hands on curry concoctions, Asian vegetables … the list goes on. I have found most necessary things but hope Matthew 7:7 “seek, and ye shall find” will one day bear fruit.
There is a Chinese saying: 無魚,蝦也好 ~ no fish, shrimps will do; which means if you can’t get the best, second best is OK. Well, I still can’t find my long treasured, stinking, prickly darlings ~ fresh (as mentioned in my Day 4’s post) but I sometimes find frozen ones if I do a 2 hour drive all the way to Orlando, not as good but they’ll do for now.
BUT!! Life ain’t so bad. Guess what I’m indulging in right now? Yes, NOW! … the thawed, stinkiest goop of a fruit called The Durian.