Ever since we’ve moved into the new house, my family is now split in 2 halves. Me and my eldest bro along with wives and kids are out here in Dubai. While my parents along with my second brother and sister and their kids are in Abu Dhabi. We had to temporarily resort to this setup due to some logistic issues. It is not permanent. Eventually they will move to Dubai and we’ve start living together again.
Anyways, one of the disadvantages of not living together is not being able to be there with everyone, in good or bad. We have been aware of this fact and have tried our level best to maintain some kind of balance.
But when stuff like last evening happens, I feel proud. And lucky to be part of such a family. Yesterday, my second bro’s son turned 1 month old. We all were on a group chat on WhatsApp from our respective cellphones all day discussing what cake to order and having a ball pulling each other legs. But that seemed incomplete. We were missing everyone.
So what did we do?
We drove 125 km to Abu Dhabi after work just to have cake with the family. And celebrate the little one’s first milestone. And got back home before midnight.
Many happy returns of the day to the little one. He turns 1. One month 🙂