I couldn’t make up my mind for this post so I’ll write about Italy and Ireland. The good thing is both these countries have the same initial and they count in my life.
Italy is my native country and I grew up there. I had my good experiences, although outnumbered by the negative ones. I have to tell the truth, when I moved to Ireland I was running away. The situation at home was terrible and my best friends were living in another city. I had to leave. I might give you more details in tomorrow’s post.
Of course I always do the comparison in between the two because, let’s face the truth, despite its downsides and disappointment Ireland gave me more and made me feel at home so far.
Being abroad, alone, with nobody you cannot rely upon isn’t easy. Sometimes, in between toddler and work and my will to have five minutes just for myself I feel so overwhelmed that I’d sit in a corner and cry my eyes out. I’m perfectly aware it’s not the right attitude but, let’s face the truth, grandparents would come in use whenever you need a break.
Then there is family. They’re all in Italy and for different reason I managed to visit only once a year for the past few years. I’d love to stay more with my mum, my brother and my sister in law. Of course if an emergency occurs (and you hope to avoid those situations), you’re stuck in another country. Like it happened when my dad passed away. Although I took the earliest flight I landed two hours too late to see him. It’s not fair and it’s hard, but what can I do?
My best friends are all in Italy as well. I talk to them daily, now the technology let you keep in touch with people better, still is difficult. Sometimes you just need a hug.
You understand that when people tell me “How could you live here? The weather is horrible!” I feel a bit annoyed because the weather is at the bottom of my priority list.
Here I have a job, I managed to buy a house and I can grow my daughter in a decent way, something that probable wouldn’t have been possible in Italy. Also Maya is growing bilingual, which is something I hope she’ll appreciate when she’ll be older. Along with the fact that she’ll probably be more open minded growing up with a mixture of backgrounds.
Over all, although there are a few not replaceable things from Italy, I’m happy to live here and I’ve planned to stay.
Unless of course I’ll become so famous that I’ll say goodbye to the normal world and I’ll go to live on a ship and travel around the world!