I am so homesick for New Zealand right now. Just overwhelmingly homesick. Like if someone offered me a ticket I’d be there in a minute. Just pack up the kids and go. I’m trying to identify what it is exactly that I’m missing so much and I know it’s just a combination of things. Do you mind if I just blab a bit?
I miss our friends. When we lived in Christchurch there was one couple that we were great friends with. The kind that we could call at the last minute and invite ourselves over, just wearing our sweats. We’d pick up some fish and chips and share them and spend the evening just talking and laughing. They helped us move. All three times.
When we moved to Cambridge I had probably the best friend I’ve ever had and I miss her incredibly. We used to walk together at 6am every weekday, rain or shine. Our children were the same age and we talked about child-rearing issues, spiritual things, how much we missed America. She’s one of the influences that got me thinking about homeschooling. My oldest daughter still talks about her daughter and she writes her emails even though she was only 3.5 years old when we left.
Then there were our English friends that lived out on a farm. They once rented a house to us. They were the most welcoming family, always had a door open. We’d go out to help with the chickens. They’d bring us eggs every week and I’d make them muffins as a thank you. And although we didn’t always agree on everything they challenged me to think differently about things, from a different perspective.
I miss the weather. It actually rains there! I think I miss the whole outdoor lifestyle of NZ. We spent a lot of time outside. We walked a lot of places, the kids spent hours outside exploring the yard because we actually had an interesting yard! We walked to the park down the street, we walked to the shops to buy milk and bread, we walked to church, we walked to our friends’ houses. I had a double pram that I used daily (what a blessing that was! And when we left I sold it for NZ$80!)
I miss our family that’s there. I miss the fact that our kids only get to see their grandparents twice a year. But I’m so glad that they see them that often.
What don’t I miss? The houses that aren’t insulated well and I don’t miss the lack of central heating! I don’t miss having to pay NZ$80 for a pair of jeans and NZ$13for a pack of 25 diapers. Paying out the nose for produce out of season.
Well, that’s enough of that. The kids are awake, another day has started. God has us here and I do like it here. But part of my heart will always be in New Zealand. Just in case, though, I better renew a few passports!
And I think for breakfast I’ll make a bacon and egg pie