It’s an old story by now; 5 weeks after we met Mr. P and I took off to NYC where our romance began (it was the first time he said “I love you”). A week after that I met his dad, mum, step-dad, 2 half brothers and a whole bunch of Irish relatives but that’s another story. We celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary with our almost 9 month old there last year. And now, the story of us (plus one) shall continue under the bright lights of the Big Apple.
This is the change that I can finally reveal.
The opportunity surfaced sometime in May but I didn’t think it would materialise. Mr. P was not keen on moving west. He was also adamant about getting his PR (Aug 2013); he wouldn’t even consider a move to Singapore until then.
I guess somehow the stars and elements aligned and we found ourselves at the US Consulate early Tuesday morning where we were granted our visas to make the offer official.
Mr. P will make a number of sacrifices for my dream (predominantly), my career and our family life; for this I will be eternally grateful.
There you have it: a girl from very humble beginings who, without Singapore and her policies, will not get to where she is today. If I was born anywhere else into my family (working class), I might not have made it with a world class education or been given the opportunities I had.
So dare to daydream, one day it may just come true.