One of the most amazing thing about having great friends in different locations all over the world is that they also have a lot of great friends in other locations all over the world. It often works out to have them shared with you. It happened to me a few times.
In December last year, I was introduced to the mother of my American-British-Belgian friend Noellie who lives in Morocco. Noellie's British mom, Jennifer, lives between Mozambique and Brussels. She is a great person who thanks to her skills, education and her two husbands - first the American working for CIA and the second Belgian working as UNDP Ambassador - managed to live her life all over the world - mostly in Africa. Although she is forty-something years more experienced than me and we are different we managed to find the common language and a lot of things that make us alike.
She was born in a loving and caring family somewhere in the countryside or suburbs deep in Wales. She spent her twenty-three years over there. Although her life was decent and good she always wondered how come she was born in that boring environment where everything was predictable, not interesting and simply dull. She did not feel she really belonged there. She even said that the stork bringing her to this world must have confused the directions and instead of ending up in some exotic destination it carried her to boring and predictable Britain. At the age of twenty-four she decided to leave the UK for good and she has not lived there permanently ever since.
I guess I can totally say my story is (or will be) pretty much similar. I was born in a decent family in this hardly exciting or interesting part of Poland. I was always excited about being abroad or at least in a different city - far from my hometown. Although I love my family I have been always wondering how it is possible that I am so different from most of the members of them. Where did I get my dreams, values and desires from? It does not look like it is genetics (no no I am not adopted - the physical resemblance is too obvious) and I do not know whether this is an example of someone else from real life or from TV.
The fact is that at the age of twenty-three I left my homeland and decided to live abroad. Back then it was just temporarily for one year but I guess that subconsciously I knew I would never return for good.
So far this is really great and despite my occasional outbreaks of neurotic nature I am loving it.
As I was told last night - it is never going to be perfect but most of the times it will be better than anything else.
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