the way home

 

I have just realized that I do never write anything that would match to the title of my blog. We are polish and we live in Germany but I actually don't write anything special that happens to us here. Maybe because it is not very different, the life we have here from the one we would have there. But that is something I cannot know....I never really lived on my own in Poland. Or maybe because our life is just how it is wherever we are...I am not sure about it all....but now, after we came back from our wonderful holidays with our families, I can see it very clearly....something that makes our life different...the distance....

It is now, when we have children, so difficult to come back home....first days are so sad, so unsure...we do not feel like home, we do not feel safe...first days are full of questions, doubts...is it really good that we are here, should we rather be there...it was never easy to leave Poland behind but now it is even more difficult. I want my children to be able to spend their time with their grandparents, cousins, aunts etc. But we are so far away...our life is here, not there...I know they all do understand it, but....it is just so difficult to arrive home...