ToraMarch 28, 2008
We have three Persian cats. One is a tomcat. He has long white hair, most of the time a bad breath, his name is Tora and he sleeps in my bed. Some of my friends know, even a few guys in the office know and they are surprised or just feel it is plain disgusting. Which it probably is but please consider that he has only access to a very clean balcony and that we groom him well. In the evening he waits near the bed room door and takes his usual place: first under the blanket to warm up and then occupying an ever increasing part of my pillow. I love my tomcat.
I’m 47 years old and I have always loved to live and work in international environments: I met my Taiwanese princess in Japan, we married in Taiwan, I worked in countries like Belgium, Ireland, Poland and we did both (live and work) in e.g. Italy and the Czech Republic. During these journeys have we met a lot of people and in most cases have we kept in touch. Most of the members of my Czech Team are still good friends, tonight two friends from my Polish Team come to visit me and I get regular visits from colleagues, partners and customers (now all friends) from Italy and the Netherlands. I love my friends.
The strong and positive support from spouse, family (thanks Marjolijn for supporting our parents and me and being such a cool understanding person!!), friends and pets :-) is overwhelming. People from all walks of life each with characteristic behaviours, some are serious and some just make me laugh (especially Giuseppe and Simon) and so many suddenly reappear in my life, like they never have been away, like flowers in the dessert after rare rain. And for those that soon will leave: I’ll wait for your return: Godspeed to you Frits and Regine on your ambitious trip around the world and to you Anke (be careful in Iran).
I probably will write about this again and again. Because it is such a special topic. Because I truly appreciate your efforts to make my situation easier for me.