Take Off

Just said my last goodbye, walked Dad to his gate for his flight home to Vancouver. He had some tears which was pretty hard on the heart strings but between sniffs said he was so proud of me. Trembling with emotion, I immediately headed to a smoking room to enjoy a smoke with 20 Chinese dudes. Once I composed myself I looked up at the tv and saw an interview with Federer the tennis pro on ESPN and laughed.

Eight months ago I was taking tennis lessons with my ex and our instructor always compared his style to Federer. Funny to think that not that long ago I was living a boring kept life where the most exciting thing I had to look forward to was Tuesday night tennis lessons, our last ditch effort at 'Play Together Stay Together' to save our crap relationship.

Now here I am, in the Hong Kong airport, waiting for my flight to New Zealand, watching my Dad's plane take off in the complete opposite direction of where I'm headed.

Earlier today I had my brother translate a bookmark I found at the bookstore with my name in Mandarin. It was a totally random occurence - someone sold a book to the store and it had this bookmark in it and the translation on the back said "On Sexy Lady." Jesse laughed and said that it actually means "Peaceful Lady" which I kind of like better. :-)