Simon just reminded me that in 48hrs I will be back home and I'm surprisingly excited. I was a bit sad yesterday, and honestly it was because I was feeling like I wasn't sure where I belonged. When I'm with Simon I know where I belong, and when he left I was surprisingly lost. Well, not surprising I guess because I belong with my husband, but I thought that it would be just more of the same, hanging out with family and friends and loving being in America.
While I did do all that, I felt out of sorts somehow. It's a strange feeling, the first time you come back to your home country yet you don't have a "home." I visited Anne and stayed in the room I lived in back in March, but it was different. Before when I'd visit Simon, I'd come back home to my home, so this time I'm really a visitor in the States. I even find myself referring to Keighley as home, which is a bittersweet small victory (nod to Katy and Christine Kane, there).
Today is a bit of shopping with Mom and Dad and then the monumental task of shoving toothpaste back in the tube...otherwise known as packing suitcases. Heaven help me come Christmas time if we have to take back gifts on a 1 checked bag each allowance. I just hope the sniffer dogs at the airports aren't fond of Zebra Cakes or Kraft Dinners!
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2 comments:
Haha that's so true about packing! Total nightmare... even moving here there's so many things I go to get now and then realize I had to leave them back in NZ :(
I find it weird when I say "home"... i still think of home as NZ but when I say something like "I can't wait to get home tonight" it feels wrong somehow!
I know when I make my first trip home it's going to be super-hard because not only has Mum totally repainted my flat on the first floor... there's someone living in it! So i'll be relegated to the spare room upstairs (which in the past I've only slept in once when I ended a 3 year relationship & my ex had just moved out from the flat downstairs) so I can understand where you're coming from :D
It's all new and part of life I guess tho... moving onwards and upwards! or whatever they say haha.
Well this comment has become rather long... sorry! I have a horrible habit of waffling :D
Take care on your return trip anyways mate!
Amanda xx
Wait until you go back in a few years and can't remember street names. That's when it got weird for me.
:)
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