Sri Lankan army wife’s story: ends and begins

Nearly 2 years ago I wrote about a Sri Lankan army wife’s perspective of the war. It seems fitting to wrap that story line as the year ends and another begins. As with most things, an end of something is also a beginning of another year/life/era/story. A time to wrap up loose ends, take a break from tradition and allow for some philosophical navel gazing.

Her husband the Sergeant, has retired. Going home physically intact with a pension after 2 decades of war seems like a miracle. Yet their biggest achievement seems to be their children. They are the first generation on both sides of the family to qualify with professional degrees/certifications pointing to white-collar careers.

There’s always an underlying worry that the pensions might someday not come through. A lifetime of dealing with government bureaucracy has taught her not to let the guard down. It’s important to keep up another stream of income she says. Something that feels more reliable than the paper flows of government offices.

I find the news of their quiet independent striving to be inspirational.

Something positive to remember as it has been a rough year. The drop in the pace of posts hides more than itย  about how crazy it has been. I thought time off from work would mean a relaxed pace of life. How wrong I was.

Its been crazy. I seem to spend most of the time trying to juggle constantly shifting logistics. I keep hearing about the grave illnesses of the parents of friends. There’s even a death. Lots of discussions about health related matters. Descriptions of life under strange debilitating illnesses and invasive medical procedures. A lot of carting relatives so hospitals at odd hours (medical parent’s doctor’s car badge has been a life saver). In between are social commitment that involve eating unhealthily (though most of the food tastes good).ย  Then its a case of more logistical juggles and running around. Everything is hinging on uncertain, constantly shifting requirements. Its starting turn exhausting. Soon there will be the sadness of airport departure runs as well.

I won’t say its been all bad (few things are). I’d like to end the last post of the year on a positive/affirming thought. Closing up a blog story strand seemed a fitting way to do it.

Thank you for dropping by all these days/months/year. May 2011 be a year of happy continuations, rewarding endings and good begins. In blogging, life and everything else ๐Ÿ™‚


7 thoughts on “Sri Lankan army wife’s story: ends and begins

  1. Good to hear about another happy ending. It feels good when you hear about all the lives that were previously ‘on the edge’ due to war, and how they’re faring much better now. I’m optimistic about 2011 knowing that no matter how bad it gets, we’ve been through much worse. ๐Ÿ™‚


  2. Happy New Year, thanks for keeping us entertained.

    I hope mine will be a great 2011, I should be on my Return Journey – I feel like a satellite shot out to orbit, to gather information on a distant gloomy grey wet rock that was once thought of as being the centre of the world – it turned out not to be. Having achived nothing for the past 25+ years I am coming home, to listen to Bob Marley and smoke ‘vat-the’ found.


  3. Chavie: Totally agree with you ๐Ÿ˜€ We’ll manage better despite the politicians ๐Ÿ™‚

    chamira: You are very welcome ๐Ÿ™‚ All the very best for your return journey – those go easy on the smoke – smoking anything isn’t kind to the lungs.


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