Living kilometres away from home is an exciting idea when you were raised in a conservative home. Living in a foreign country is a dream for a curious mind like mine. I thought this would be easy because I wanted it so much but it is not.
Belonging has always been a challenge for me and I guess I am struggling in Russia at the moment. I have made friends and have settled in but trust is a process for me and I still haven’t found people that I can be myself with.
Today I had a particularly difficult day and I needed a shoulder to cry on. My mom and I argue a lot and are so very different but today in my dispair it was her that I frantically called.
I guess I am learning that my mama is home and that is where I feel a sense of belonging.