Thursday, September 16
The Woes of this Roaming Life
We suffer from the wretched "grass is always greener" syndrome. It's intensive and progressive and the only cure is learning to accept your place as it is, actively seeking out the good to balance the disappointments, learning lessons from those disappointments.
We've learned that we are not city people.
It's good to know.
And now that the season is shifting into autumn, the lows of homesickness have spread between us. In many ways we miss Gotou. Our reasons for moving to Nagoya have grown faint. Unanticipated problems have cropped up. I work too many hours for too long into the night. I always miss dinner and bedtime. The only time I see Sebastian during the week is in the morning before pushing him out the door for school.
Not exactly the most peaceful time.
We miss the sea. We miss vegetables and people who just accepted us for who we are. We can tolerate the stares more in the countryside but in the city, it is disheartening. On Gotou, people welcomed us warmly. Here we have only made a few acquaintances.
I miss working in a kindergarten. I miss knowing the kids really well and working with people who really understood children and respected their development.
I know we have only been here since April, but it is really hard to adjust to this new life. And we are not sure just how much we want to adjust to it. We are now beginning to realize all that we left behind.