An old friend – and one of my best friends – visited from Singapore with her husband and three-year-old daughter over the weekend. A and I brought them to Taronga Zoo and it was also my first time there. My friend and I also managed to get two hours of girl time for Sunday breakfast where we caught up and talked about life, societal issues, books and anything and everything.

We have always been keeping in touch via WhatsApp and writing over the years. We have known each other since we were in secondary school so we go back a long way and have witnessed each other’s life journey. But a face-to-face meeting really amplifies the fact that in-person interaction is so much more impactful when it comes to connection. We both realised what we’ve been missing and were sad to say goodbye.

Our meeting was bittersweet as we don’t know when we’ll next meet. She’ll be relocating to Scotland with her family and it’ll be a number of years before we meet again. But such is the life we have chosen for ourselves (or did it somehow choose us?).