I’ve been in Ohio just over one week, and after living oversees for roughly a year, it is the first time I’ve ever been “homesick”. I’m not talking about homesick for the States, as I’ve experienced that all year long, but I feel homesick for my little spot in the world, straddling the border of France and Switzerland. It’s funny how you start to change when you don’t even know you are changing. Granted, I miss my husband, Dragan, and the routines we were getting into and the fun places we get to visit, but it’s more than that. I miss the scenery (I suppose living in the Swiss Alps spoils you), I miss my home, and weirdly, I miss the struggles I was facing. How bizarre. So, I thought I would create a little list of things you experience as an expat on the Swiss French border when you go back home to your country. This could obviously apply to expats everywhere but as I’m living in one of the most stunning places on Earth, some of my experiences I’ve learned are charmed.
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