You grow brave. You learn that physical space means nothing compared to emotional space–and you face forward more times than you look back.
But when you leave behind your childhood, the home and the people and the streets and waves you used to call your own, you find yourself failing to look back even more adamantly. Perhaps you are afraid–as I was–to digest the fact that I would never again see the home in which I took my first steps, held my parents’ fingers while I slept, and ripped open my college acceptance letter.
As South Asian Parent and I move into a new city, a new home, and a new era, I’d like to carry the memories of that picture perfect past and store them in my new photo album. The one that still has empty slots–which I might fill with photos of our new office, the smiling faces of children at our first community event, and maybe even of the day I get married.
Because unlike the past, of which you know so well the things you treasured, the future is full of unknown moments that could any day become your favorite memory.
So while some might fear this change, this unexplored territory, and a weather forecast that promises to disappoint, South Asian Parent is thrilled to be in London! To the South Asian community we are about to meet, work with, and get inspired from, it’s a pleasure to almost know you.
