Wow, it's been a really long time since I last wrote. Our lives have changed in so many ways, its really hard for me to even streamline what to write about now. Unless you all want to hear about how rad my daughter is. She is already 4 months old, rolling over, laughing, loves Italian music, growing blonde hair and still looks exactly like her father.
My in laws from Italy came over for a month to meet her and spend time with us. It was such a special time for everyone in so many ways.We ate big lunches almost everyday at home (usually pasta & salad), had dinners with both families which was so special & had not happened since our wedding. Managing the language was a little difficult but we did the best we could because at the end of the day - laughter, happiness, smiling and hugs are universal.
They continually teach me how to be more relaxed, enjoy the simple things in life and not to worry so much. With that being said, I won't lie that sometimes I wish things were more organized and done in a timely manner, my brain just works that way - especially with a newborn. It's not a bad thing that Italians are generally like this, it's just different than how Americans generally are. I am still searching for that healthy balance of our lifestyles of when it's appropriate to be relaxed, and when it's appropriate to get things done in time.
|The first day they met Sofia|
Since returning to the US in February I have had many ups & downs emotionally on whether I really wanted to be living here. For any person who is thinking of moving abroad, or an expat who is thinking about coming home I must give you this advice. The grass is NOT always greener on the other side. I have a bad way of glamorizing each country that I am not physically in. I fell in love with Italy 15 years ago, so I moved there. I still love it, but obviously wanted something different so we moved to the United States (which comes with another huge bag of culture shock), and now we think we want to go back to Italy. I guess this will always be the way since we are from two different countries and see the good and bad in both?
We always strive for the perfect life, which it is not. When in Italy we daydream of convenience, of order, of working hard and being rewarded for it, of having options of being whatever you want to be! What you don't think about is how incredibly impatient people are here, how eating good food takes effort, the sitting culture is normal, and so is sitting in traffic ALL.THE.TIME.
When in United States, we daydream of sitting on the coast of Italy, drinking wine and eating fresh seafood. Taking long walks along the Arno River in Florence. Long lunches every Sunday, and long dinners during the week. What you don't think about is inability of many Italians to create order, to pay you on time (if ever!), schedules to work (trains, buses) and how inconvenient it can be to complete the smallest of tasks like opening a bank account or getting a replacement ATM card.
Which is better? Can we have both somehow? I feel like we are getting eaten up in a really fast lifestyle in the United States, rushing through the days, not savoring every moment. Where I imagine a lot of headaches (literally) and frustration of being able to save financially for my daughter's future in Italy. For any of you that have been through this, I would love your feedback. We struggle with this, both my husband and I - but in different ways.
For some reason I feel like I need to put a disclaimer on this post. I love Italy and I do love Italians, I also love America and I love Americans. This post is not intended to offend anyone or anyone's culture, it's only my perspective of learning how to balance both.
|Both families in Atlanta, Georgia USA|