Journal Entry Day 5 ~ Passing Khabarovsk #transsiberianwriters #writingchallenge #woctakerussia


June 12, 2017, 3:33pm

Beloved daughter,

We are passing through Khabarovsk, I am staring out of the window and there is a beautiful view of the Amur River (Maferefun Ochun, Modupue) and I’m thinking of you. I am remembering how much fun we have had on our train rides. All of our adventures. I am really grateful. 2017 has been an interesting year for us. Actually, 2016 & 2017 have been quite the journey for us. It’s all flashing before my eyes as this train moves. On this journey I am slowing down. I want to take everything in. Mostly, I want to remember what this year was like for me. I will never have this moment back.

We have a new life. You have begun yours flying solo and so much change has happened for me. I have been non stop. This is why I decided that I needed to take this journey. My life back home was moving too quickly and I wanted to be in one place for a few weeks so I could breathe and reflect on this magnificent year. There is so much rising for me as this year comes to an end. I have felt all kinds of things. Moments of welcomed solitude. Moments of loneliness. Moments of peace. Moments of fury. Moments of rage. Moments filled with so much love and laughter. I want to remember all of it. I can’t believe I won’t be home with you when I celebrate my year birthday. But I will be home soon. We have much to celebrate.

Court, you would love this train ride. You would definitely love the history here. Russia is very interesting and incredibly beautiful. Everything I thought I knew about the people, and the “cold temperament” I thought they had, is quickly shifting.

On the writing…

Let’s talk about the writing. I haven’t written as much as I’d like to but now that we are finally on the train and my body clock has caught up I am feeling like I can really dive into my story now.

I have changed my writing goals. I am listening to you, “write the story mommy!” I’m writing it.

I love you so so much baby girl. Be safe.

Speak soon.



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