After we both adjusted to jet lag and work began and my son mostly hung about the office while I met up with everyone. Having been a single dad for 10 years in Canada, I did the cleaning, cooking, shopping and laundry with help from the kids when possible. Not having to cook, clean and do chores was amazing.
In Indonesia, it is still very common to have maids, drivers, gardeners and so on. This was one part of my life I would not miss, that’s for damn sure. Not having to deal with traffic, lineups in the store and cleaning was definitely a good thing.
I made sure that my son knew how to do all that from an early age. That was not going to be a problem for him. I had complete trust in him. I believe I raised him well, he was smart, responsible and 100 percent trustworthy. I knew I did not have to worry about how he was going to get on with his life.
He would go back to the Toronto Condo that overlooked Lake Ontario and he would be home. The only thing that would be different; was the fact that I was not there. For me, it was a completely different life.
I had plenty of conversations with my dad and my brother about all this. Yet the most important person for me was my son. I had to make sure he would be alright, and we both felt that all would be well.
Having these conversations prior to this trip with the family was important. My dad and my brother supported my decision, this was a great help.
The first few days of settling in sure were different. Everything from the simple things like not drinking out of the tap to the split air conditioning units was a change.
Having coffee and breakfast served to us was also a very unusual type of thing but quite easy to get used to…trust me on this one.
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