This is just my view. It’s a mixed bag to be honest. Amazing for the experiences but you never have ‘roots’ or really feel you belong anywhere. The world also seems smaller and bigger at the same time. Always wonder what it’s be like to really belong somewhere like you’re part of the furniture so to speak. Like when I’ve gone to new places, there’s been people who are just known by everyone, real pillars of the community who’ve been in the same place for generations.
I was born in Romania, then moved to Russia as a baby until I was 5. Then we moved to America, New York and lived between there and Russia. Then we moved to London, I went to school in Switzerland, then spent summer holidays wherever my parents were (Russia, USA,, Germany, Tanzania, UK, Saudi Arabia or Delhi (Delhi was amazing)). There were a few more places too but I can’t even remember (travel was wasted on me).
I settled in England / NY after school before having children. Since we had the children we’ve lived in Doha, Dubai, New Zealand, America, Canada and now we’re in Australia. We’ll be here a while I imagine. We travelled around Australia for an entire year in a caravan (you know, to find the best place to build a house!). I feel content and settled right now but my children are beginning to get itchy feet and want to explore again.
I love that we’ve experienced so much, so many cultures and people and food and different ways of living. I love how I can speak multiple languages and can easily pick up a new language naturally. I hate that we aren’t a close family with our extended families. I miss the not knowing of what life would be like if you stayed in the same place forever. I have so many friends across the world but I feel like from moving so much as a child, I haven’t ever really learned how to form very close friendships. I have best friends but I don’t feel I have the capacity to truly love them like I know some people really love their friends. I suppose moving so much can make you somewhat detached?
Also you really miss places but love where you are too. When you return the changes can be upsetting. I feel if you always live in the same place, changes seem more gradual? You also miss food from places too! I’m thankful for my life experience though, wouldn’t change it.