Hi! Yes we moved, we’re in the Netherlands and it’s been nice and hectic and sad and stressful and relaxed and overall we’re happy. Could be because we’re staying in a wonderful Airbnb house. Last weekend though, we agreed with the owner to temporarily leave it as he needed it for himself. It sounded perfectly logical when we agreed to do so about three months ago, but once the moment was here, it made no sense at all.
WHY did we agree to move out of a temporary accommodation to move to another temporary accommodation? The hassle of packing bags (again), of sleeping in another bed (again), of taking the kids to school from yet another place (again).
Once in the apartment though the rush immediately disappeared and it truly felt like a weekend away. There was no washing machine, there were no ‘things’ to arrange like a new dentist, there were no new friends to be made, there were no new parents of potential new friends of the children to meet, and there were no activities planned. It was just the five of us and the sea and the city and the beach and a festival.
The festival is called Boekids and is a yearly cultural festival for children in a pop stage environment, which made it extra cool. There were writers reading from their work, singers singing, pancakes, popcorn and all kinds of fun activities. Boris did a theatre workshop, we learned how to make an illustrated video, we took a picture in a tiny Alice in Wonderland house and halfway through the festival we listened to ‘Clean Pete’; a talented young singer-songwriters duo. They performed songs while interacting like pro’s with their audience.
We had never heard of Clean Pete, but we loved it. The children danced to the songs, Boris went on stage when they asked if someone would be brave enough to do so (I was happy I wasn’t him, because I would have never dared to do that, I honestly had to stop myself from discouraging him) and Joost and I just sat there, watching, reflecting and enjoying our children. There was one song we had to sing-a-long with the chorus. So the audience started: ‘Het is zo, zo zo fijn, zo fijn om alleen te zijn.’ Translated: ‘It’s so, so, so nice, so nice to be alone.’ The lyrics, the rhythm, it was perfect.
The next day I drove the kids to school and we listened to the Clean Pete cd. Then the ‘alone song’ played and together we sang the chorus. Singing with my children, driving through a well-known country with different versions of ourselves, listening to – for us – new music, made me confident that we will get there. Wherever there might be.