Post by geedee on Apr 17, 2010 23:25:45 GMT -8
That song still sends shivers down my spine. used to be on the record player a lot when I was a child.
This has only just come into my head and wasn't what I intended to write about but the tears have just welled up in my eyes and I've got a lump in my throat.
My parents were immigrants and the feeling of always 'wanting to go home' has accompanied me my whole life.
My parents would work hard all year and I can remember from the age of six packing our big car full of cases and boxes and getting ready to face the three day drive to my parents country all the way across Europe. It was a holiday for us kids but for mum and dad it was going home. a chance to see their siblings, their parents were long dead. Huge family reunions filled 5 weeks or so every hot sunny summer then we'd pack up again and after heart wrenching goodbyes we'd head back home to the hard work and greyness of the Uk.
I've always had that longing and feeling as if something is missing. when at home I'd miss all my cousins (scores of them) and aunts and uncles, when on hoilday I'd miss my friends and home comforts.
Every single one of my r/s has an element of long distance in them too. I seem to appreciate and love people more when they're not with me. I'm at home alone just now. H away for the day, my daughter away for the weekend, my younger daughter staying at my parents'. I'll go and have lunch with them later but my house is empty and I'm sitting here in tears and thinking about how much my family means to me. But many times when we're together i just want alone time.
my inner child is a bit of a loner as well as a dreamer. Likes to be in the same house as others but very much in need of her own space so she can sit with her thoughts, happy or sad and escape to her fantasy world.
Where the grass is always greener....
This has only just come into my head and wasn't what I intended to write about but the tears have just welled up in my eyes and I've got a lump in my throat.
My parents were immigrants and the feeling of always 'wanting to go home' has accompanied me my whole life.
My parents would work hard all year and I can remember from the age of six packing our big car full of cases and boxes and getting ready to face the three day drive to my parents country all the way across Europe. It was a holiday for us kids but for mum and dad it was going home. a chance to see their siblings, their parents were long dead. Huge family reunions filled 5 weeks or so every hot sunny summer then we'd pack up again and after heart wrenching goodbyes we'd head back home to the hard work and greyness of the Uk.
I've always had that longing and feeling as if something is missing. when at home I'd miss all my cousins (scores of them) and aunts and uncles, when on hoilday I'd miss my friends and home comforts.
Every single one of my r/s has an element of long distance in them too. I seem to appreciate and love people more when they're not with me. I'm at home alone just now. H away for the day, my daughter away for the weekend, my younger daughter staying at my parents'. I'll go and have lunch with them later but my house is empty and I'm sitting here in tears and thinking about how much my family means to me. But many times when we're together i just want alone time.
my inner child is a bit of a loner as well as a dreamer. Likes to be in the same house as others but very much in need of her own space so she can sit with her thoughts, happy or sad and escape to her fantasy world.
Where the grass is always greener....