I am from a middle class family who never really valued education or travel much.
I am from a amall rural town that always seemed on the verge of something.
But what exactly depended on your mood.
I left the country the first opportunity that I had, as did my older brother but I don't see much of him anymore.
Our respective spouses have pointed out the many differences between us and we have become estranged.
My spouse is from a different family culture and cannot abide the one I left behind.
I am gradually being assimilated into my in-law's family culture.
My spouse moved south about a year and a half ago to attend school.
I am living with some friends outside a large North American city.
It is an agreeble situation, but they are still kind of foreign to me.
Though I was born in this city, it too feels alien.
I am waiting for a visa which will allow me to join my spouse.
Soon I will be in transit again.
My immigration lawyer thinks it will take another couple of months.
Then I will have to travel to another major city and have my interview.
Then I can rent a truck and drive the 13 hours to where my spouse lives.
I feel most at home in foreign countries.
I still have things in boxes from the last time I moved.
Sometimes I doubt the wisdom of my actions and long for a stable home.
I worry a lot about my teeth.