I’ve written and rewritten this post so many times now, there is so much to share – I’m still at a loss for how to begin. So, bare with me… I’m still searching for my blogging groove on this side of the pond.
It’s been two months since our expat adventure came to an end. It almost feels like a dream. If it weren’t for the random German phrases floating in my head and the thousands of European photos on our computer – I would wonder if it were.
Our repatriation has gone rather smoothly so far. A bit chaotic at times, but no real bumps along the road. The oldest tartlets started school 2 weeks after moving back. That was probably a good thing. They love their teachers and are making friends. We have them signed up for activities and are living the “busy American” life.
The little guy is at his first day of preschool – as I type. He’s only going twice a week for 2.5 hours – completely different from the German Monday – Friday, 8 – 2pm gig we had going for the girls. But, it’s still good. I have five hours a week to deal with my repatriation. Yeah, my repatriation is, well, nonexistent.
We have been going nonstop since the move, and I haven’t had a chance to deal with my feelings about our move back. We left Germany the first week in August – then flew away for a week long holiday, started school, painted every room in the house, then started demo’ing our kitchen… next thing I knew, it was the end of September and we were finally getting our container. I haven’t talked to my friends in Germany, except for a few random Facebook posts and I haven’t come close to finding my groove here with friends. As far as friends go, I’m struggling on two continents.
Don’t get me wrong, I have been so blessed! We have had friends stop over, give us toys and things to make our life (before our container arrived) so livable! I had a coffee meet and greet with other moms, a wine night with great neighbors and dinners too. But, I am just missing the easy flow that I left in Regensburg and so desperately want here. Now. I know, I know, it didn’t happen over night in Germany either – and I just have to be patient. But it is hard to redefine yourself. Hard, but not impossible.
Curious about the differences that I’m dealing with? Take a look below, this is just today… I’ll try keep you updated as the repatriation continues!
Differences I’m Dealing With:
School – Yes, can you believe it – I’m missing German school. Well, parts of it. I’ll explain more in a later blog post.
Car vs. Walking – That pretty much sums it up. Though, I have to admit, I am loving the freedom of the car!
Coffee! – I miss a good cup of joe! I’ve tried different brands, different combinations, it’s just not the same. I’ve already told Santa what I want for Christmas – a high-falootin’ espresso machine!
Food – The entire family is struggling with the food here. The tastes, the option… let’s just say, I’m glad our kitchen remodel is over and I can start cooking again!
So many options! – In trying to find the “right” things for our *new* kitchen – I’ve realized there are SO many choices. It’s a bit overwhelming!
Where do I find?! – I finally knew where to find all the things I needed in our Bavarian village – and now, I am learning it all over again here!
Time – Seriously, I couldn’t understand how all my American friends and family were always SO busy… that was, until I moved back. Man, where does all our time go?!
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