"You have people over here that love you."

Those were the final words from a friend who called me just now (9:55pm Saturday evening.) The friend, Tristan, is my son's soccer coach.

He noticed that the past two weeks on the field I have not been myself. (Yes - That would mean the loudest person on the sideline. Cheering for all the kids in-between cheers for my son.)

He is well aware of the pain and joy of this move to New Zealand has been for the family. And we talked about options for work. He suggested that I check out sydney when I am there next month on holiday.

Then the conversation turned to our visa status (very good) and Tristan said something really touching. He said that he would hate to see us go (natural thing to say) but then he went on to say that they (Amber his wife) consider us one of their close friends and he does not want to see us go.