It’s game on.
With the departure. Not that there was any question at this point.
And I’m quietly celebrating the end of the tutoring, my final commitment in Tacoma, with a cold Henry’s and on the stovetop, cooking, a Japanese meal of rice and gyoza.
Our final session went swimmingly, with coloring and hangman and chitchat filling out the final hours. There was no bizarre tantrum from J. either!
Their father’s early arrival meant early release for us all. It was a splendid ending to a job, right up there with my departure from Komatsu in Tokyo around 2000.
I couldn’t have asked for a better coworker (lead teacher). K., a woman of Korean descent in her late 20’s, and I got along real well. She’s sweet, laid back, helpful and a pleasure to be around. Our parting was marked with kind words, warm wishes and a hug.
It’s all good.
With the Tacoma ties that bind, such as they were, completed, my attention turns full on to all that is to be done and must be done in the weeks remaining.
Just for now I feel peaceful. Super pleased with the positive tutoring experience and parting. And somewhat incredulous that a month from now, my entire world will be new and unfamiliar. I’ll be standing on different soil. Under the sun.
That calls for a beer doncha know.