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“A time to look over our week, recall blessings great and small and pick our five favorites to share”
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Loved ones are safe. After watching a clip that showed Japan like it was 2012, I avoided everything that has anything to do with the destruction there until an aunt in North Carolina nudged me about a cousin in Chibaken. That’s when I went asking how they were. She and her husband, a fellow mommy blogger, and a former gradschool classmate are all ok. It’s good to release all the breaths I held while waiting for news about them.
J not getting sent out to Japan anymore. When the quake hit J was automatically among a team of scientists on standby, Fukushima-bound. Worry wart me prayed he won’t be flown out. Jet-setting halfway around the world to lend expertise and then aboard Chinooks to work on those reactors may sound glamorous but the danger is so not glamorous at all. I cheered when J told me it looked like he was staying after all.
Brunch at Robin Hood. Calamari yummy; margarita rosita. Chips, football and British accent felt like brunching in front of Windsor Castle again.
Attending a screening at the FCCT (Foreign Correspondents Club of Thailand). Living with the Tiger is a documentary about HIV-infected orphans. Q & A with the filmmaker and the director of the Business Coalition on AIDS explored possibilities of influencing policies for better handling of the AIDS issue in Thailand and beyond.
Violin recital at TCC (Thailand Cultural Center). Great Artists of the World 2011 and Bangkok Symphony Orchestra presented Cho-liang Lin. He played Mozart and Tchaikovsky on guess what – a 1715 Stradivarius! Ah some of life’s most beautiful moments; later something to daydream over tea in a rickety rocking chair.
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