It's been a year since we moved from Switzerland. I miss so much about our life there and I think I always will because you can't go back. It's like when I went away to college and lived in a dorm, it was great and I felt so independent. And then after a couple years I got an apartment where I had even more personal space and independence and I had the feeling that I could never go back to living in a tiny dorm room. You move forward and you experience something better and then it's hard to go back. I will always consider the US a downgrade when it comes to quality of life. I want to be in the US. I feel more at home in the US. I appreciate the good parts of the US. I'm closer to family here in the US. But I'm also often mad at the US.
Here are a few photos taken in the last few days that we lived in Switzerland. It hurts my heart to think of all the beauty that surrounded us. And thinking about how Brian would really prefer to be living there is a tender subject.
I guess the only solution, for the time being, is to spend time back in Switzerland whenever we can. I'm scheming a long summer vacation next year.
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