Even though I love exploring new countries, new cultures, and learning languages, the truth is that I never wanted to go leave my country and live abroad. I always planned to stay in Poland. . I think it’s a country full of potential, and if needed, I always was able to find jobs. Some of my friends from school left to live elsewhere. They might have done it out of necessity, or because they wanted to, but still they left.
Never once did it occur to me that I’m going to join the numbers of those who live abroad. That I would leave my country and end up in the Netherlands.
I don’t know how many times I told myself:
“I will stay here,” only to find myself moving from one country to another.
” Why should I learn Dutch at University, I will never ever need it,” only to find myself having to learn it in the Netherlands.
“I will not marry a German man,”, only to do just that. And besides, how very silly of me to even think that.
And then something happened.
As I was nearing my graduation, I had the idea that I’ll go to Germany to study there for some time. I thought that before I stay in Poland my whole life, get a steady job and start a family, I might as well gain new experiences, and see how living abroad is like. Or so I thought. Because in the end nothing is like I envisioned it.
In the end, while I came to Hamburg with the intention of staying there for a semester, not longer. But then I stayed another semester, and went back to Poland, only to return to Germany a few months later. And I don’t even want to mention the 4 months I spend in Canada, which were also unplanned. And now I live in the Netherlands.
But it’s OK. Sometimes things like this happen, and you suddenly have no choice, not really. But I have found a home in the Netherlands, and my experiences so far have been extremely positive. I am given the unique opportunity to raise my beautiful children trilingually. I have projects, ideas, and my children and my husband to focus on. I am inspired, fascinated, excited.
Do I miss home? Every day. Sometimes I miss it so much it hurts. My parents and my brother are there. My friends are there. Everything I had come to love and admire, it’s in Poland. Except my husband is here. My children are here. My home is here.
I have found new friends, new places to love, and new things to do. I have come to love my new home. I have come to love my life here, so full of surprises, of meeting people, of seeing places and learning, learning, learning. I am learning so much here, from a new language, to blogging.
And while I never wanted to live abroad, here I am, in the Netherlands, far away from my country, and missing it every day. And yet these wonderful things I have here make it totally worth it!