We are eight months on. Almost to the day since we landed in Brisbane. Amazing.
You know, moving across the seas was (at the time) a struggle – all that packing, getting settled in and dealing with realtors, shipping companies and phone companies. The necessities. The first few months felt like a complete blur but it was never something that would feel like a long-term inconvenience. We got into the groove pretty nicely.
Then today, it dawned on me how much I have taken from granted to conveniences we had well-established in Columbia: our dentist and optometrist. Living in a medium-sized city (as quaint CoMo was, I just can’t call it a small town) had its advantages: personable service from your trusty dentist and optometrist.
I was fortunate enough to have inherited both of my husband’s teeth and eye doctors. Both provided that warm and personalized treatment. I got to know my dental hygienist (Trish) and dentist (Dr. Shapira) very well in the five years I visited them both. They both knew not only Zach but also my in-laws. We shared stories (Trish lived on a farm and loved horses) and they told me tales about how Dr. S remembers my husband as a wee little lad. As someone who doesn’t shy away from personal conversations, I found their banter to be comforting and quite simply, enjoyable.
Then there’s Dr. Studer, the eye doctor. First impression was that he was a hard nut to crack, but once you crack him he’s a jolly man with equally jolly stories. He often asked me questions about Australia (he had family who lived in Australia at one point in time, if my memory serves me correctly) and like Dr. S, he had adorable anecdotes about my husband (and he liked to re-hash Zach’s eye problems).
I just cherish these little moments now that I no longer get to have them. I most certainly took them from granted now that I realize how much I dread having to find a new dentist and optometrist. Will I ever get a Trish, my two Dr. S’s? Highly doubtful, but I can always hope, I suppose.
It’s interesting what I end up reflecting on as time goes by. In the first few weeks I missed far different things (the food, the way of live, the weather). Now these days I end up reminiscing on the littlest of things, such as my horse-loving dental hygienist. Is that strange? I sure hope not!