The girls recovered from our horrible bout of food poisoning at Sematan. It was 1.5 -2 hours drive away from Kuching and I wasn’t looking forward to it because I was too worried about the kids and our illness. If they were to get seriously ill, the nearby hospital or clinic would be hours away.
Thankfully they started eating slightly before the road trip and Saitaoha was looking much perkier even though she napped throughout most of the car ride. That itself was great because at least she wasn’t in pain, in tears or vomiting.
After that it was a joy to watch her appetite awaken, to see her ask for ice cream and treats.
Her little cousin also finally got to play with Saitaoha jeje who was so ill previously that she couldn’t even talk to her let alone play with her. My girls were very good jejes and I was proud of them.
We finally headed out shopping tonight. Even before the trip I resigned myself to the fact that it wouldn’t be my kind of Kuching trip with my favourite places, my neighbourhoods, my kind of local food. This is really R’s family trip and he really is overdue a reunion because he hasn’t seen his family for 3 years.
I still felt a bit sad being in my family home for a short while, seeing the bare rooms, the remnants of my childhood memories and my happy days. It was a wonderful home, it truly was, and even when I left Kuching for Perth, it was always a sanctuary for me when I came home. I slept so much better in my childhood bedroom. I wonder whether I would if I were to return today?
But the home isn’t a home without my family. So it doesn’t mean so much to me anymore because my parents are in Perth, therefore Perth is my home. I truly felt it this time coming ‘home’. I am thankful that we still can visit Kuching in the future though since the in laws will be here and it will still be a home to R. It won’t be quite the same, but it is still a place I hold dear to my heart.