I decided to put myself in a very different situation nearly three years ago... and learnt every part of adulting from scratch..
New country, new people, new job, responsibilities of household, protecting my wife and a whole array of sudden and emergency events involving money...
This piece of sonnet that I scribbled last night is a true reflection of my current phase
Three winters past, I cast my lot aside
And stepped through stranger gates to unknown shores,
Where every stone of adult life I tried
To learn by hand—its weight, its hidden doors.
New skies, new tongues, a job that claimed the days,
A hearth to keep, its rhythms mine to chart;
I stood between my wife and tempests’ rage,
A shield of will when fortune pierced the heart.
Sudden the bills like arrows in the night,
Emergencies that drained both purse and nerve
Yet in each trial we kindled inner light,
And built a home where courage learned to serve.
A pic from my balcony in Leeds, UK
