I was just remarking to my cousin last night that I'm becoming more like her mum. I find I am enjoying having a full house: lots of people, lots of noise, different dynamics.
Several times a year, we have friends and relatives from SG drop by to visit. What's really interesting is observing myself as an introvert managing the adjustment to sharing our home with people who may be with us for as little as a week or as long as a month.
Part of me enjoys solitude and craves a private space in which to think and write.
But with the passage of the years, another side of me (the "auntie"?) has started to blossom. This alter ego actually revels in having 'new' faces in my home and the opportunity to open my home to them. I like being able to show my SG friends around the neighbourhood, introducing them to my local friends, explaining how things work around here as compared to in SG, planning meals and arranging bedlinen and personal supplies.
It's really helped me grow as a person. And it's great for the kids to meet new people and be exposed to different ways of living and doing things.
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