Hello! Ds1&2 are you-tubing on my computer so just a post from my phone.
advent that sounds horrible having to witness something like that. I'm not surprised you avoid crowds now! I had an awful experience - though nothing as bad as a knife attack- with some travelers at a motorway service station when I was with ds2 (then nearly 2) and ds3 (then 8 weeks). It really left me shaken and I am much more weary when in busy places too.
Re work and applying overseas... When we first moved back to Germany we never thought it would be forever. The only reason we came here was because my mum had terminal cancer and I wanted to make the most of the time we have left, being closer to her. I am glad we moved back as the time me and the boys had with my mum being so close was very special, and I know she thought so too. Me and dh had always dreamt about emigrating to Australia or California. But a lot has changed in the past 4 years since moving to Germany. We now know we have 2 children with special needs, and as it is so difficult with them in every day life, we really need all the help and support we get here. Simply because of that we can't leave Germany until the boys have finished their education and are hopefully able to lead an independent life. It's not a nice feeling, a bit like being trapped here, on the other hand, this is a nice country for them to grow up. It's just us who had planned life slightly differently.
Interesting talk about feeling settled, roots etc. we moved once when I was 8, and the never again. My dad still lives in the house my parents built when they moved to lueneburg in 1985. I still call it home even though I don't really have many friends left there. We were a very close family, my mum was the warmest person you can imagine and always made out home and our family time special. It's different now with just my dad, but I still like going back to their house and would love to one day live there myself. Otoh I have always been the one from us siblings who wanted to go and live in different places. When I was 16 I spent a year in the USA, the went to study in the uk, after that I went to oz for a year, and then back to the uk. But it was always good to know that I have a 'home' I can go back to.
While me and my brothers were still at home, my parents decided they didn't want to uproot us again. Even though my dad had plenty of opportunities being a prof at Uni. They did always completely supported me though in my plans to travel and live abroad. Then, when my youngest brother had started Uni, my parents started using my dads work as a way of getting around a bit. They went to California for 18 months, came back to Germany for 6 months, and then went to Istanbul for 2 years. Unfortunately my mums cancer just wasn't going away so eventually they decided to move back home for good.
Anyway, far too long post... And from my phone so probably filled with typos...
Hope everyone has a nice weekend and for those traveling: safe journey!