KYA

The name's Kya. And these are the selfies she took using my phone.

Today I managed to babysit the hyperactive (literally) 3 year old, her sweet but destructive 6 years old brother and baby sister. Heard many stories how the baby's mum followed my mum around, learning art and craft with her, staying at mum's house. Strangely history repeats, because Kya's mum and I are almost 10 years apart and 'excited-to-know each-other' is exactly how I feel toward Kya's mum and her towards me. We both got reaaaallly excited to hang out with each other and yesterday I met her for the first time yesterday after several FB messages. She's amazing, her kids are amazing (although very active) and we bonded super quick, to the point that I got her kids who speak no Indonesian to memorise and address me with cici and my Indonesian nickname.

Meetings like these, times spent bonding with someone I didn't see over the course of eleven years make me realise that life's indeed full of surprises and I have no control whatsoever over it, particularly when it comes to relationships. I only got to reconnect with her 2 weeks ago and never once I thought I'd be able to meet her this fast. I'm here in Bandung for several days to gather with my extended family from my dad's side and when I was on the train my mum and I contacted her to see if she made it okay moving back from Canada to Bandung. We found out that she lives in Kotabaru, but then strangely we discovered that she lives in the same exact complex, just 8 houses away from the place my family and I were gonna be staying, my aunt's house. And that's how yesterday and today Kya's mum and I bonded on a date we'd been planning to do over FB messages for the past two weeks. And for these two days I didn't only find similarities (I told you, it's as if the history repeats, because when she was my mum's secretary everyone told her how much she and my mum were alike, even I remember saying how 'mirip' they were), but I also learned a lot of things from her and from meeting her kids. Even though I hope I'll be able to spend more time with her before I leave, I'll just leave it open. I'm already tremendously thankful to God for allowing us to reconnect, and I'll be committed in this unique relationship as long as He continues our bond.

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[ A journal entry from January 3rd, 2016. ]