Shanna and I went to Gijon to exchange a dress which was too small for her (when will she stop growing? Is it normal for an 8 year old to need an aged 11-12!! sigh) and on the drive back the floodgates opened. 'Far, far away' - a great song by Slade came across the airways and that was me. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. It's not a good idea to drive along the A-8 at 120kms an hour with tears blinding your eyes but I arrived home in one piece. Phew!
For those of you that don't know, I was in the British Army for 8 years. I travelled far and wide and never felt homesick. I spent time in Hong Kong and the Falkland Islands. I have also had really great adventure holidays in far flung places such as Mongolia, China and Thailand.
I suppose my situation here is a little different. I'm in a country where I don't speak the language fluently, my husband is working overseas so I only get support from him for 2 weeks out of every 8, there are my family members who are currently going through tough times and I wish I was there to support them. Being on the other end of the phone is sometimes not enough. It sucks!
Maybe its an age thing too. When you're younger you feel you can conquer the world but age and experience tells you that this is not always the case.
Please don't for one minute think that I regret my decision to move here. I love Spain and especially the beautiful area of Asturias. It is a wonderful place, the people are warm and friendly and it has so much to offer. I plan on staying here, so don't think I'm packing my bags and heading back to Blighty any time soon - here is where I want to be!
I have to remember that, in the words of Noddy Holder, I'm "letting loose around the world but the call of home is loud, still as loud". It's all part of the settling in process.
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