The quiet ache of living far from home
Twelve hours and a world away from the people who raised us. Some weeks Singapore feels like home. Some weeks the distance sits heavier.
Molly & Alex
A wedding website — and a little blog about building a life far from home
A living archive of figuring out home when home is newly elsewhere.
Twelve hours and a world away from the people who raised us. Some weeks Singapore feels like home. Some weeks the distance sits heavier.
Humidity is a character in this story. Still, the park connectors and waterfront paths have become our favorite way to learn the city.
From Singapore we hopped north for family history, street food, and a crash course in high-speed rail etiquette.
Two weeks of hosting, hawker diplomacy, and watching our parents fall for the same skyline we did.