I’m noticing a trend, something funny that happens when I go abroad for a while- I start missing things. It goes without saying I miss my friends and family dearly when I’m away! But then when I have all those things I missed in front of me; available to me, often in abundance, I don’t really think about them.
I miss a lot of foods (but not Peanut Butter like most Americans do), favorite places to shop, eating in season, farmers markets, gardening, conveniences, being able to hop in the car at any moment, 30 minute washing machine vs. 2 hours, go to a bookstore with books in English, and other random stuff that I don’t remember now that I’m home but as soon as I’m home, I wonder what all the missing was about. I come home and I find the stuff I missed while abroad goes a bit unnoticed. I’m not gorging myself on burritos and tacos nor frequenting bookstores. Those plans to be creative or visit favorite places goes undone. Is this what happens when I have everything at my fingertips? The idea I could do it if I wanted but am choosing not to vs. wishing it was possible but it’s not. Is it simply a matter of having choice?
I’m left wondering if the act of missing something is just to keep us longing for the familiar? For something we temporarily can’t have? Is the act of missing something stronger than the ability to actually have it? It seems a bit absurd. Or is it all just apart of missing the comforts of home when were trying to adapt and adjust to being in a new place?
It seems a little silly to miss something so much and then to have access and be indifferent. But maybe the longing is simply feelings of missing home, missing all the comforts that we grow accustomed to.
What do you think?
Have you noticed when you’re living abroad or traveling there are things you miss? What do you miss? And when you have the things you miss do you seek them out or act indifferent?