What’s it like to visit home for the first time after you’ve emigrated? The key word is VISIT. There are so many posts about what is it like when you return from travelling but what is it like when you know you are only stopping by for a visit rather than just returning to normal life? I’ll tell you.
Emigrating is a selfish decision. Yep I’m allowed to say it, I’m the one who emigrated after all. I made my decision knowing that leaving would upset a lot of people and it made me feel like a horrible, awful person. So I done a Q&A with my Mum, to find out the true effect on the family that’s left behind. Hopefully this will be a useful insight for other parents/’grown up’ children who are in the same situation!
I can’t believe that I’ve now been in America for a month! To help me settle into my new home and country, my Mum is spoiling me and each month she’ll be sending me a box of some of my favourite British food (read as: sweets/candy…) and a few of the items that I didn’t have space for when I first packed to move here! I received my first box during the week so I thought I’d share what was included!
One of the hardest things about emigrating is that I can’t help but feel I’m losing out on the precious time I should be spending with my Grandparents (and Parents). I’m in my late 20’s and I feel lucky to still have 2 out of 4 living, they were able to see their oldest Grandchild get married, they even witnessed the proposal (even though it did nearly give my Grandad a heart attack!) and I’m proud to have been able to let them have that experience. They’ve watched me grow up, but have you ever wondered what it was like when they were growing up? ASK them! LEARN from them! It’s amazing and you won’t regret it.