it is amazing how little things can set someone into homesickness...I have only been here for 6 months now...so my homesickness is still very fresh and often...but i am learning how to deal with them one at a time...by remembering the moments that make me homesick...then look around and find the things surrounding me to make me feel at home here... it really does help to have personal affects that you brought with you to make your new home feel like your old home... looking at my little treasures around the house reminds me that I am ok where I am...and when I do get to visit at home in the states sometime...i know the people will treasure my visit more...and selfishly I know they will pamper and spoil us at that time... which is a lot more than they did when i was there every day... so that will be cool.
I will admit that there are many days I wake up, look around me and think...what the heck am i doing here, where is my old life that was my comfort zone, the places and people that I could always rely on... then I remember that I am here with the man i married and choose to start a new life with...and after all, those places and people were not all that reliable back home...infact, i could not wait to get away from the hustle and bustle...the horrendous thunderstorms that would have me shaking and hiding in a closet at times...the humid 100 degree days of summer...and even my dearest of friends, although i know they loved me, they all had families of their own, doing their thing and in actuality, if we saw each other 4 times a year it was a miracle... Then I think of work and how much I miss it...but why? the job was going down hill, I was constantly standing my ground there and layoffs were constantly rumored....they cut our project down to a minimum and everyone had to do at least 4 extra jobs which was ridiculous...we were not getting pay rises that were promised...and every year they stole more and more vacation time away from us...
So what is it that I miss then... comfort zone...the fact that I always knew what I was doing and where I would be going... knowing that i was living a day to day life of the same thing...knowing that if I did wish to see those friends that were so busy...that I could in a pinch if needed...
I believe that once I can start having the comfort zone here...and meet a few people to spend time with as friends...then the rest from home will settle back in memories of a different life...and my friends...well, they will always be my friends and I am sure we will still keep that 4 times a year contact...just on a different level... and then when i do visit...we will be treated like the king and queen of england, vying for time spent with us...and hey! what a nice feeling to go home to now and then
ok, i am rambling...but it actually felt good to write these thoughts of homesickness out...what comes on the keyboard are thoughts that are rarely reminded to the conscious until you actually write them down... and now I feel much much better...