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– after all these years

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Gamle koster og nye kjoler

Hvis noen hadde sagt til meg da vi flyttet til det store utland (vel,teknisk sett lille – vi snakker om Luxembourg) at det skulle føles fremmed og – ja, litt skummelt rett og slett – å flytte hjem igjen, hadde jeg sikkert ikke festet meg nevneverdig ved det.

Og i hvert fall ikke hvis vedkommende hadde påstått at kjoler ville ha noe med den saken å gjøre. Continue reading “Gamle koster og nye kjoler”

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Mondays in Paris

So I just have to write about Paris one last time, at least as part of my expat life! Just to make it even more clear how upset I am about not being able to hop on the train for a daytrip there anymore (I know, spoiled expat wife and all that, but still). Continue reading “Mondays in Paris”

Contradictory elements

“A state characterized by contradictory elements”. This (part) definition of schizophrenia could just as well have been about repatriation. I might have fooled myself into believing I had prepared myself so well for such a long time that I’ve dealt with every emotion gradually and that leaving would actually be quite smooth sailing. Not quite so. Entering the last week of expathood, the above definition characterizes my state perfectly. Continue reading “Contradictory elements”

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