Managing change: A perspective

We live in a foreign country, where English is not the spoken language. The children and me are able to speak basic Dutch. Well, admittedly they are better since they learn it by immersion and I have to go to a language class for adults and learn it by a fixed course schedule. As an expat I live a life in limbo, tentatively and cautiously, and in waiting. I don't know for what, it's just like I un-pause some moments or parts of my life that I absolutely have to live.

All other big decisions are in storage for now. There is no way we are going to settle here. When friends ask why, there are many reasons, some convincing, some ambiguous - parents, culture, motherland, etc. I don't remember a time in my life when I was so patriotic as I am now. I am so closely following the count-down to the 2014 general elections. I need to see if I can get the Aadhar card on my forthcoming trip. On weekends, we have a Hindi only rule at home with each other, which means only the husband and me talk, and for a change the kids listen:) Similarly I question those who want to stay here permanently. I don't understand their reasons either, to each his own.


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PS: As usual, I've changed the headline, as I think the earlier one was a bit misleading.

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  1. Purple Assassin25 June 2013 at 09:21

    Eventually, things fall into place. All they need is time.

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    1. Chatty Wren25 June 2013 at 17:25

      True that, all it needs is time! Thanks so much for the perspective, and welcome to my blog:)

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  2. Unknown25 June 2013 at 17:02

    Are you sure this isn't just a phase? With me it was, for a brief time. What really kept me grounded without making the next booking to India was the responsibility towards children. I told myself that whatever decision I took, I'd have to put their needs first. It turned out that living here was a better choice. Give it time, I'd say.

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    1. Chatty Wren25 June 2013 at 18:09

      Honestly speaking, I'm not getting very clear answers on this one. Very ambiguous feelings. Education of the kids is a factor to consider. On the flip-side the very early adolescent and teen-culture here is something which horrifies me too.

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  3. pankti23 August 2013 at 12:52

    Hmmm..i think you will like it there. And herb garden sounds like a great idea!! All the best for the new place and take care..

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    1. Chatty Wren26 August 2013 at 13:37

      Thank you ZM, I tell myself change is constant to accept it better.

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