It’s gone one am and I’m not asleep yet.
I’m at my third AuPair family’s house. I haven’t been here in 8 or 9 years, and it is amazing how much has happened since then, yet how recent my time here seems.
It doesn’t feel strained or tense or foreign, it’s more like I’ve been away for a couple of months than several years. We’ve all changed a bit, but stayed the same a lot – things still fit, and we didn’t have to go through the awkward small talk at the beginning, we just took up where we’d left off. We have reminisced, and compared memories, and tried to catch up a bit, but one evening /overnight stay isn’t nearly long enough to cover everything that’s happened since I lived here.
I’m going to make an effort to see them more often than once a decade from now on.
Right now I need to get some sleep!