A blast of vacuumed heat before the
Metallic shuffle obediently find their seats
Among strange faces and familiar fare:
Screens, blankets, solace.
I linger inside the terminal.
Warmed by embalming recall of
A month’s journey –
Scaling Sapa’s peaks,
An utterance of life-affirming words,
The Comradery of new friends and horizons.
My feet take fresh steps towards the plane and
In a single and unexpected second,
I feel it.
The core of something changed and now fixed:
Anchoring, purging, reinforcing.
This is me and I am enough.
saigonsays 
Hi Tim, Sorry to use this way to send you a message, but not sure if the e-mail address I have for you is up to date! Just wanted to say how delighted we were to hear the lovely news about you and Issy! Our love and congratulations to you both Jenny & Roger xx
Thanks Jenny and Roger- very kind of you to stop by and very much appreciate your note!
Love from Saigon XX