where are you from?

more than any other question this is the one I get the most, Where are you from?
Sometimes I'll ask those people to guess.  And the responses I get are from all over the world.  Although I get India and some south american country a lot.  And then when I speak a full sentence - well then I get either the USA or some other English speaking country.  It's always interesting.
Anyway on this day today,  my home country of Papua New Guinea is celebrating 41 years of Independence.  We've come a long way as a nation.  I've come a long way as a person.  And no matter how far I've traveled and places that I've had the privilege of living in, I am a Motuan.  A Papuan.  But most of all A Papua New Guinean.  And I'm proud to be an islander from a small island at that,  but so rich in diversity and culture.

the photo above is me proudly displaying my heritage. Because I am a motuan.  I am a Papuan. But on this day and every other day I am a Papua New Guinean ... and whether I like it or not an ambassador of my country.
My niece wrote this piece a couple of days ago on facebook and I thought I'd share it today. Because she summed up everything about our country.  where we are from, where I am from........
I come from the “Papua” part of “Papua New Guinea”
But people don’t know of the Papuan part or the New Guinea
They only know Papua New Guinea
They don’t know that there are four regions
And that our looks and languages and customs differ
They only know we are uniquely diverse
They don’t know some of us have Afro hair and while others have curly or straight hair
Or that our skin colors differ from black, white and brown
All they know is that we are Melanesian
That’s why I choose not to confine myself to a particular provincial group because you then develop an ethnocentric mentality
So ask me where I’m from and I’ll tell you I’m from PNG
Because at the end of the day I write down my citizenship as being a Papua New Guinean NOT a Papuan
(Alythea Jae Siraba)


changing stages

yesterday I had coffee with some moms from my daughters school here in London.

There were some new moms, moms who have been at the school for a couple of years and then some moms who have left the school but still have friends there - so came along.

as an expat (actually even just as a mom) these gatherings are so important.  You meet, you share and we exchange contacts for a doctor or an orthodontist that you would recommend.  It's important.

As I sat there, across from me was a mom whose been at the school for a couple years but I noticed something(someone) was missing.  You see last year her son would be there with us. Having his glass of milk, some apples that his mom would bring and a few toys to keep him busy while the moms talked.

I asked my friend where her son was and she said - he's started school, his early years.  Oh what a wonderful time for her and her son.  A new beginning, a new chapter.

I sat there thinking about how she might be feeling I thought about my own changes for this year, and the need to manage 2 school calendars.  Our family of five have some changes of our own this year.


unexpected hiccup.....

so remember when I shared that I had my visa....well I did but as you know tourist visa's always come to an end.


And before my KZ tourist visa expired,  the visa I'm waiting on has not been issued, so here I am stuck.

Stuck in London!!

It can't be that bad can it?!.......

but I'm missing my babies.

Things don't always go as planned but what can you do really, but just make the best of it. At least I'm here for my other daughter.

thank goodness for Skype and Face time I get to see them everyday....