One More Weekend Down
So...Another weekend has passed and it draws me closer to being at home.....My real home. What I don't get sometimes, is the looks from people here when I tell them I am going back home. It is the kind of look of disbelief and pity for me. Yes pity!
I have concluded that it comes from the fact that many still believe that the life that we live in 3rd world countries is so much more different to theirs in developed countries. They think that I am returning to this life of struggle and poverty which I was fleeing when I first came up to the US to go to school. How wrong could they be. In fact, little do they know that the only time that I have ever really struggled in life was when I was in the US!
A couple of my closest friends up here came home this year for my wedding and their shock when they first landed was amazing. And these are people who for the most part have never left the United States, one of them never even left their state!!
So when they look at me now, they understand. They realize now how crazy it is sometimes to be so far from home, so far from the people that have known you for all your life. They realize because they know that they would never even think about moving more than an hour away from their families. They realize now because they see what I have been missing all these years.
I have concluded that it comes from the fact that many still believe that the life that we live in 3rd world countries is so much more different to theirs in developed countries. They think that I am returning to this life of struggle and poverty which I was fleeing when I first came up to the US to go to school. How wrong could they be. In fact, little do they know that the only time that I have ever really struggled in life was when I was in the US!
A couple of my closest friends up here came home this year for my wedding and their shock when they first landed was amazing. And these are people who for the most part have never left the United States, one of them never even left their state!!
So when they look at me now, they understand. They realize now how crazy it is sometimes to be so far from home, so far from the people that have known you for all your life. They realize because they know that they would never even think about moving more than an hour away from their families. They realize now because they see what I have been missing all these years.
posted by pearlprincess at 5:07 AM
4 Comments:
I hear that pearl. Like you whenever I say home I 95% of the time I'm referring to Trini. People do ask me if I consider here home, the ans is no, its just somewhere I live. Home is where the heart is ent?
They wouldn't understand, and not knowing about Trini I'm not sure if you could expect them to. Don't let it phase you
Going home for xmas then?
Nah....not making the Xmas trip this year and I am trying to make carnival and going back permanently next year....so the coutndown is on!!! :o)
True talk pearl. Everybody figure if you're an immigrant it's because yuh kecthing yuh ass back home. The only time I come close to ketching my ass is in London.
Pearlprincess: You are soooooo lucky to be able to move back home. I wish Icould do that but my SO is not Trini :( and one of my kids is a special needs child so healthcare for him is far better here in the US so I don't think I can move back home til I retire. Go through gyul!!!
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