Do you get
homesick when you go away from home? I don’t if I know I’ll be home soon, but
this time is a little bit different.
It's my
fifth day in Exeter, UK, and from time to time I'm still working hard to resist
tears coming from my eyes. There’s nothing I could do, I'm a crier. Nothing
helps. J
Exeter is a
very nice city and the weather has been great for the last few days. Cold in
the morning, warm in the afternoon. Perfect for catching a cold (which I did)
but oh well. I'll survive. City centre is great for shopping, all women love
that. I've met some moms at school, where I take the kids to, the people are
all very nice and helpful and I’ve met some new friends which is also perfect!
I can't wait for that party tonight with our mixed nationality group made of
Erasmus students, au pairs and others that found themselves living in Exeter. J
It’s the
time when I come to my bedroom that is problematic. Or when I have nothing to
do and no one is at home to care. Or when I make dinner and one of the kids
says it’s horrible, then my tears are just waiting to burst out and I want to
cry like a baby. Moooommmy! Come and get me!
Since
everything else is great I think I’ll get over my tearing syndrome
successfully, too. J
