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Home and Away

Home and Away

I have twice been asked about my preference for staying at home or moving to a foreign country and both this time my answer has been an emphatic ‘No’ and in my head a loud and clear ‘Hell No!’ almost like a knee jerk reaction. But as I said my last Hell No! recently and was asked to give reasons as to why I couldn’t even consider a move to a more developed country, the reasons I gave, ears sounded flimsy. Which got me thinking, why won’t I even consider living in another country? My reason have so far being the weather, having to start all over again socially, having no friends I could depend on close by but when I re-think they are not real solid reasons. For one, I could adopt to the weather, even putting into considering that old ‘can’t teach an old dog new tricks’, I could make friends eventually, mhhh.., and given that I’m the kind of person who would hobble on a twisted ankle and get myself to hospital, torture myself when I have a ‘heart ache’(no not from a broken heart actual heart pain) and wave away any offers to see a doctor, wait for morning when woken up in the middle of the night with what I’m sure at the time is the pain of a close to bursting appendicitis, that can’t be it. It can’t be the need to have family close to me as anywhere who knows me well with tell you my aversion to family and how rare I see any of my relatives, so no that’s can’t be it,. Being close to those in my personal life, significant other, love of my life, chocolate drop, nah, not that either, so no that can’t be it.

The things I know for certain: I know I long for home when I’ve been away from for too long (no, not 6 months, 6 weeks), and I derive a lot of pride (my heart swells) when I see anything from home, t-shirt with the flag, song’s from home, browsing to the website to have a peak at what’s going on (even when I don’t normally care for the stuff when it’s happening around me!) and easily forgot what it is I find wrong with home to begin with.

There probably opportunities that I’m not looking at that would be obvious if I moved or destiny is to me every so often and will soon go quiet..don’t know..So what is it that gives me that knee jerk reaction? I don’t know but I need to find out.


So if either of you had the option to be home or away, which would you choose and why?

Comments

Nicholas Ochiel said…
I'm not quite sure what to say in response to this post.. Wambzz detailed some very very deep thoughts....

The issue, in my mind, (and I think I'm repeating myself) is predicated on the answers to a few simple questions:

1)How much do you want your net worth to accumulate to?

2)Can you achieve that net worth wherever you are?

3)Does the speed with which you accumulate that wealth depend on your location?

From your post, you indicated that you don't have anything\anyone to tie you down. If that is really true then the issue is purely one of pragmatism and not one of emotion.

That being said, this country has lots of potential. Even thought I've previously said that I'd fly out in an instant if the opportunity provided itself, these days I'm not so sure.

There is so much potential in this country for a hard working, innovative, self-motivated, hungry, intelligent, beautiful, energetic woman like yourself...

Stay here, we'll be the first to make these billions....
kipepeo said…
is this the lesaan that lived in italy some time ago...?

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