Will my home ever feel like home?

Feeling nostalgic in Ireland, missing South Africa

Will my home ever feel like home?

This time a year ago we were travelling around South Africa visiting family and friends. Today I am over on the Mummy and the Mexican’s Blog as a guest blogger on her Nomad, Expat, Immigrant – Stories from Life Abroad series. I talk about how I feel as a ‘blow-in’ living in Ireland and my experiences every time I go back to South Africa.
Any time when families get together – like Easter and Christmas, I am reminded how our family is so spread apart around the world. This past Easter I had a little low moment thinking that I’d have loved to be spending the day having a big meal with my ‘far-est’ and dearest. The moment swiftly passed though when the friends we had invited over arrived. Suddenly we had seven kids and six adults hunting for Easter eggs in our garden followed by a session of tea, scones and banana bread in our living room.
We have had to make a new family for ourselves here within our community. At least we more or less get to pick our ‘new’ family which you can never do with your own!!
Here’s the beginning of my story over on Ruth’s blog:
“Every time I go back to South Africa to visit family and friends I feel sadder about leaving it behind to return to Ireland. This increasing sadness has caught me by surprise because I assumed that after almost 14 years of living here it would get easier coming back. I feel more and more settled here, but at the same time the heartache is getting worse.
Just so you understand, I am really happy living in Ireland – I call it home, we have bought a lovely house and are raising four children here, our roots have started to run deep. That’s what makes this longing so much more mystifying to me…”
You can read the rest of the post here: The Wrong Coat

Feeling nostalgic in Ireland, missing South Africa, will my home ever feel like home?

  • Here’s the post I wrote about our trip to South Africa this time last year containing a long list of sights that I miss from there.
  • I also wrote a tongue-in-cheek post about some of the obvious differences between where we live now and the place we left behind here: From Egoli to Glynn.
  • Here’s another light-hearted look at some of the cultural differences: My silly list of Irish threes

14 thoughts on “Will my home ever feel like home?”

  1. I can relate to this – Ireland really is home to me now after nearly 30 years, yet I still don’t have an Irish accent and I still get things wrong sometimes, so my coat still stands out too x

  2. It was so hard moving to the States and leaving our family behind. We had an amazing time there but decided to come home to South Africa because we missed our family so much! It’s takes a long time to settle in I wish you all the best! Thank you for linking up to #globalblogging

  3. There’s much less distance between where I live and ‘home ‘ it’s just 2 hours away but home is not where I live. When I go home it just feels right , my

  4. I think no matter where you are, if its away from ‘home’ there will always be a piece of you there.

    My parents both say, that even though they have lived here in the UK for years moving from Dublin after they got married, they have no desire to go back ‘home’. Although they do go ‘home’ every year to see family but thats the beauty of it as we are not to far away. #MondayStumble

  5. It must be so difficult living so far away. I know hubby and I struggle and our families are only a few hours away. Like you say, it’s the big events that are the hardest – knowing what you’re missing out on and wishing you could be with them to celebrate again. But I’m glad to hear you’re settling in Ireland. #blogcrush

  6. I can’t imagine what it must be like. I’ve lived in the same city since birth and most of my family are here. I’ve never really done much travelling either. I guess I’m well rooted. I will have to read the rest of your stories, but it must be difficult living so far away from family x

    1. I do miss my family terribly, especially on special occasions like last night when they all went out for dinner for my sister’s birthday. On the positive side, we’ve been forced out of our comfort zone and made lots of friends here and also because our time with family is usually brief, we make the most of it.

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