I'm heading back "home" to Amsterdam today and I have mixed feelings about it. I had a great time at "home" in California, and part of me didn't want to leave. But, part of me was looking forward to returning to Holland. A large part of my experience of living abroad has caused me to think about what "home" really is. Obviously, I've thought about it before... I think it comes up for people when they move away for college or when they find themselves living and working and settled in a new city in general.
Dave and I have concluded that "home is where the cat is" or in our case, where the cats are. I don't think I would have been longing for Amsterdam so much if my furbabies weren't there waiting for me. I think that also says something about my relationship with them. They are a part of my family, and all too often home is defined as where your family is. Hence the main reason I did not want to leave San Diego.
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