Home is where the heart is …

Its funny sometimes … how life weaves its threads …

I worked as a care assistant in a residential home for a year. Sometimes one of the residents would notice my accent and they’d ask where I was from – they did not like the response …
For a couple of generations ago a German and Brit being married would have been unthinkable, and yet here I am …

When people ask how me and my husband met I struggle to give a short answer…

At the beginning of the 11th grade I was sat next to a girl ho had been on a student exchange to America for the previous year and we became Friends.
She was very active online in chat rooms and forums to keep in contact with her american friends and that’s where she met her boyfriend who lived in England.
He came to visit her in Germany and we became friends also. I joined the forum to keep in touch. His best friend at the time was Craig, we soon started talking to each other online…

Craig (my husband) suggested they come and visit and as a joke I proposed they came for my 18th birthday and they agreed. I didn’t really believe they would actually make it … but they did just that!
Over time I had fallen in love with the way he wrote and on new years eve I had called him to wish him a happy new year…
Can you fall in love with a voice?

Absolutely!
It was as though I had been struck by lightning… and so the next month of anticipation made me more nervous by the day…
Friday the 3rd of February 2006, 11 pm – I was standing at the airport in Leipzig when Craig walked towards me… tall, broad, blonde and with that smile that is like pure sunshine 🙂
We became a couple that night 😉 and the rest is history…

We visited each other as often as we could but each time the visit drew to an end it was heartbreak…
We were trying to figure out what to do when I got a phone call from Craig, this was in July 2006, to say his housemate had just informed him he would be moving out and craig needed to look for a flat …
Would I like to move in with him … ???YES !

On my next visit we looked for a flat together and Craig moved in by himself in October 2006.
It took me several more months to sort out university issues and such like – it felt like a lifetime…
On the 07/03/2007 I moved to England. My uncle drove me and my belongings in his car. We set off at 3am and arrived in England at 9pm.
I was 19 years of age…

Of course my Family were a little concerned that I was moving to a different Country – but the heart wants what the heart wants …
I settled in ok … Germany and England are very different in so many things, but they are also similar enough for me not to suffer too much from culture shock…
I’m very good at adapting to new situations and nothing really mattered to me anyway – as long as we could be together …

Nevertheless, I miss Germany … I miss my Family very much!

I miss watching my nieces and nephews grow up… they grow up so very fast!

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I miss my Brothers so very much – the roaring laughter that comes out of me when I am with them sometimes takes Craig by suprise …
Me and my brothers have a very similar sense of humour – we were cut from the same wood after all …
Sven, my oldest brother has not yet had the opportunity to meet my son and I have not yet met Steves little Baby girl either…

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We try to go to Germany once a year and my family tries to visit as often as they can but sometimes it can feel quite lonely with your family so far away…
Craig sometimes tell me he feels guilty but the fact is I never ever regret moving here.
I believe that everything happens for a reason and although I do feel homesick sometimes – it’s a small price to pay when I look at what it has given me as a reward for taking a chance…

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When we went to Germany with Winry for the first time – she was only 7 months old – That’s when my family met her for the first time and I can remember feeling in awe at the soft tones in which my two loud brash brothers spoke to my little baby…
How they looked at her and held her gently. Sven would smell her head and smile – almost like a father would, at the memory of the smell of a baby’s hair…
How truly grateful I am to have two amazing brothers like this!

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The relationship I have with my mother is awkward to explain – but I even miss her … in my own ways …
She might not always have been a brilliant mother but she is a great Omi (Nan) and I know for a fact that my children miss out on spending time with her…

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And then there is Anja … I’m never quite sure how to intruduce her – She is my very best and longest Friend but I’d much rather introduce her as my sister…
We are complete opposites in every way imaginable apart from our shared love for baking. We are like black and white – in character, interests, the way we were raised and the way we live our lives…
But we share a connection and have a forgiveness for each other that can only be found in Family – She could do anything and I would still love her – always – and I am sure she feels the same way about me.
There are two people I would tell anything in this world – Craig and Anja …

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There are many more reasons why I miss Germany… It is my home… It is where I was born and raised … It is where I have my anchor…

I love England – the climate, the history, the countryside, the language, the music, the people…
I believe I fit in very well – most of the time… sometimes people have a hard time recognising me as a foreigner at all…

There are many reasons why I love England… It is my home… It is where my path has taken me … It is where I spread my wings …

I guess home is not really a place at all … not for me anyway…
If you asked me I would tell you that home is where you heart grows roots …

Imagine a tree that is dug out of the ground to be planted somewhere else. It leaves behind some of its roots,
those that are too deep and strong to be seperated from the earth that nurtured them.

My home is in all the people that I love and cherish and miss…
My home is where my heart grew roots…

Home is where the heart is 😉

until next time…

ta da

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2 thoughts on “Home is where the heart is …

  1. Hallo Becca,

    Nachdem wir uns eine Zeitlang aus den Augen verloren haben, bin ich froh, dass wir uns wieder gefunden haben und ich auf diese Weise an deinem Leben teilhaben kann. Ich finde deine Art zu schreiben sehr schön, irgendwie berührend. Es ist toll zu sehen, dass dein Leben nach deinem Weggang eine so wahnsinnige Wendung in kürzester Zeit genommen hat. Für mich ist es schön, eine so perfekte Liebesgeschichte zu lesen und zu wissen, dass sie wirklich passiert ist. Ich wünsche euch weiterhin alles Liebe und vielleicht sehen wir uns ja eines Tages mal wieder.;)

    Fühl dich lieb gedrückt!

    Ich freu mich auf deinen nächsten Eintrag! 🙂

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