I read a question today:
“If you had to move three thousand miles away, what would you miss most?”
I feel qualified to answer that question, and not just theoretically. I did move about three thousand miles away from home, temporarily anyway. I went from Virginia to Switzerland for school. Yes, I’ll be back home in a few months, but let me tell you what I miss most….
I don’t know.
Do I have to pick just one thing? Do I pick home cooking, or my dog? My nephews’ and nieces’ smiles, or being able to see my parents face to face? Having money to spend, or being able to snack? My best friend, or being able to wear what I want? Being able to let my crazier side make an appearance without making people nervous or worried, or going to my young adults group? Fast food or dessert? My truck or tortilla chips?
At one time or another, I’ve missed all those things, though certainly not all on the same level. Obviously, I’d rather see my best friend than eat tortilla chips. If I could do both at the same time, though…
Anyway, it’s very easy to focus on what you miss. Sometimes that can help with homesickness. A lot of times, though, you get stuck in a rut and forget the good things that you do have. I can’t see my parents in person, but I can Skype them a lot. I don’t have a lot of spending money, but I rarely actually need anything. I don’t have the food I grew up with, but I’m experiencing other cultures’ food…and let me tell you, it tastes good!
I usually stay positive, but it takes more conscious effort for me to be thankful for specific things.
I’m better off being aware of the good things I have instead of pining away for the things I don’t have.