patience and gratitude ... and lots of excitement!
Delayed gratification was something that I had been contemplating
before my family and I moved to Algeria. It seemed as though too much in our lives was
about consumerism and acquiring material possessions and our ability to have
what we want, when we want, in other words, NOW! I was aware of the fact that
life here, for us anyway, wasn’t going to be like that and I was ready to
embrace that … or so I thought. Well, when the electricity or water cuts off, I
can’t say I’m excited about delayed gratification! But these experiences allow
us to appreciate all the things we take for granted, such as, continuous
electricity and running water.
But everyone has their ups and downs. I was going to post about how a lack of decent
internet has bothered me and my need for social interaction with like-minded
people. I was going to post about how I signed up for an Expat Yarn Swap* in
March and although my package reached it’s recipient, the package that was
meant for me arrived in Algiers (according to the postal tracker) but never arrived at
my door step.
But up until now, we've somehow managed
to connect to the internet. Skype calls were always dropped, kept breaking up or had delays and we got a little
frustrated at times. And now you know partly why I wasn't blogging. Then not so long ago, more than 3 years after arriving
here, we got hooked up to a very normal ADSL line and it does feel strange to
say the least. It’s nice but sometimes I forget that I don’t have to wait for
the early morning lull in cyber traffic to load something.
It’s strange how we can get so accustomed to not having certain things that we
took for granted before.
Two days ago, I received a note from the post office, telling me there was post for me that hadn't been delivered. It was pouring down with rain. And I was playing it cool, but there
was this little buzz of excitement deep down that made me get baby to sleep,
wrap up, grab an umbrella and brave the deep deep puddles. I picked up my
package and it was clearly from my Expat Yarn Swap partner, V. I got home with
shoes and socks (hand-knit socks, I might add) soaked through. But it was worth
it! As I walked back I thanked God for these little joys that make our days that
much better. And I thought if this isn’t delayed gratification, what is? I know
it’s not self-imposed, but it’s like that here. Things are delayed, and you
don’t let it bug you if you want to keep your sanity in place. You get on with all the wonderful things around you and
when those other things work out or turn up, it’s all the more special. Well, that's the way I choose to look at it.
And when this treat turned up, I was
so humbled by my swap partner’s generosity. She'd wrapped everything up carefully and ensured that there was something for everyone in this package! Allahi barik (God bless). The yarn is locally (from Minnesota, USA) hand-dyed.
But that project bag ... it blew me away! She made it especially for ME! How truly heart-warming! AND she got the style and colours just right!
There was a notions pouch, gorgeous mini skeins and stitch-markers and beautiful handmade soaps! I'm trying to get V to open an Etsy shop selling her soaps and bags!
So, there you go. I just had to share this little piece of my life. I think we have to get through those troughs to get to the peaks in life and to savour them that bit more. Wishing you all much longer peaks than troughs! :)
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* The Expat Yarn Swap was hosted by Mina Phillip of the Knitting Expat Podcast in March 2016
