So, it’s been a while and the way I feel right now I could scrap at least half of my post below. But I won’t.
For me, blogging is all about recording how you feel at that moment, and that’s how I felt. But it does kinda sound a little egotistical. ‘Oh, I’m ever so glad I moved away from that simply awful place and am now raising my young ones in a more civilized community!’ Lol!
But, after just completing a flight booking to London in December, I am uber-excited about going back there, even if it was still burning! (Which it isn’t, thank goodness!) There’s nothing like having a confirmed travel itinerary in your inbox!
Gone are all my concerns about what’s been happening over there, the extortionate cost of a one-day travel card and how the hell I’m going to fit all my winter clothes into the ridiculous baggage allowance of just one suitcase instead of two.Right now, all I know is I’m going back home! When you’ve been away from somewhere for so long, it’s natural to start romanticizing about it.
It’s the place where the ‘old me’ can once again be free. It’s the place where I can get those once taken for granted home cooked meals, eat and drink a little too much, indulge in the best-tasting chocolate ever and see the people who’ve known me for years.
Ahh London in December…the misty mornings, the bustling city center, the fish and chips!
Ok,….I’ll take off the rose-coloured glasses now! But I really am looking forward to watching some great TV, buying interesting clothes and just being able to go where I want, whenever I want with the help of a bus, tube or train.
For a reluctant driver like me, that’s a real blessing. Can you tell I’m excited?
The saying ‘the grass is always greener…’ is so true.
What is it about human nature that makes you crave what you don’t have and then when you get it, you realize it’s not really what you wanted in the first place?
Being homesick is a natural emotion but I’ve realized it’s very counter-productive and unfair to yourself to crave
something other than the life you are living right now. (Sounds so Oprah!)
The longer I live here the more I realize my time could be better spent enjoying the rural pleasures of this suburban city. Taking my kids strawberry picking, horse-riding or to visit a farm to sample real homemade ice-cream instead of moping around for a more exciting life. How about channeling that depression into something lucrative like creating a way to provide those products or foods I miss so much to other transplants or ex-pats who may be missing them too?
It’s all about perspective. Such a simple statement but such a massive concept to get your head around. It took me two years, at least. Two years of questioning my decisions, feeling lonely and sorry for myself, rebelling against housework and mummy duties.
Now, with a few friends to call, a daily routine and a sense of where I’m going whenever I step out of the house it’s getting easier to take a real hard look at the grass and conclude it’s pretty green where I am too.
For me, blogging is all about recording how you feel at that moment, and that’s how I felt. But it does kinda sound a little egotistical. ‘Oh, I’m ever so glad I moved away from that simply awful place and am now raising my young ones in a more civilized community!’ Lol!
But, after just completing a flight booking to London in December, I am uber-excited about going back there, even if it was still burning! (Which it isn’t, thank goodness!) There’s nothing like having a confirmed travel itinerary in your inbox!
Gone are all my concerns about what’s been happening over there, the extortionate cost of a one-day travel card and how the hell I’m going to fit all my winter clothes into the ridiculous baggage allowance of just one suitcase instead of two.Right now, all I know is I’m going back home! When you’ve been away from somewhere for so long, it’s natural to start romanticizing about it.
It’s the place where the ‘old me’ can once again be free. It’s the place where I can get those once taken for granted home cooked meals, eat and drink a little too much, indulge in the best-tasting chocolate ever and see the people who’ve known me for years.
Ahh London in December…the misty mornings, the bustling city center, the fish and chips!
Ok,….I’ll take off the rose-coloured glasses now! But I really am looking forward to watching some great TV, buying interesting clothes and just being able to go where I want, whenever I want with the help of a bus, tube or train.
For a reluctant driver like me, that’s a real blessing. Can you tell I’m excited?
The saying ‘the grass is always greener…’ is so true.
What is it about human nature that makes you crave what you don’t have and then when you get it, you realize it’s not really what you wanted in the first place?
Being homesick is a natural emotion but I’ve realized it’s very counter-productive and unfair to yourself to crave
something other than the life you are living right now. (Sounds so Oprah!)
The longer I live here the more I realize my time could be better spent enjoying the rural pleasures of this suburban city. Taking my kids strawberry picking, horse-riding or to visit a farm to sample real homemade ice-cream instead of moping around for a more exciting life. How about channeling that depression into something lucrative like creating a way to provide those products or foods I miss so much to other transplants or ex-pats who may be missing them too?
It’s all about perspective. Such a simple statement but such a massive concept to get your head around. It took me two years, at least. Two years of questioning my decisions, feeling lonely and sorry for myself, rebelling against housework and mummy duties.
Now, with a few friends to call, a daily routine and a sense of where I’m going whenever I step out of the house it’s getting easier to take a real hard look at the grass and conclude it’s pretty green where I am too.
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