Pierre and I took a nice afternoon walk after school . . . down our long driveway to the mailbox. Pierre was on his little, yellow electric quad, driving slowly next to Bernie and I. The birds were chirping to tell us that spring was coming.

I love this place. I will miss this place.

When we arrived in the “Land Between,” I never thought that I would enjoy dwelling here. I never thought that I would enjoy living in this place that I now call “home.”

Here are some of the many things that I will miss about this place (in no particular order) as we prepare to leave the “Land of the Familiar”:



I Already Miss . . .

Living on the same continent as my family and getting to spend time with them

Dear friends—new ones and old ones

Celebrating birthdays with family and friends

Our “Oasis of Cultures” international community group

Air conditioning

Our boys’ friends and their sleepovers

Watching snow fall outside while I curl up next to the fireplace under my heating blanket (not driving in it!)—the “Hibernating Culture”

Blue birds and red birds (We don’t see these in France!)

Squirrels, rabbits, and ground hogs

The bunnies that live under our back porch

Roasting marshmallows and making s’mores in our fire pit

Dollar Stores—especially Dollar Tree

Going to the local gym down the street

Our community coffeehouse

A wonderful Christian school for our boys with amazing teachers who love them

The local bowling alley just down the street

Our daily walks down the driveway to the mailbox with Pierre and Bernie

Building snowmen and making snow angels

Our local post office clerks

Dr. Pepper and root beer$1 large at McDonalds (ice cold!)

Wendy’s “4 for $4”

Dunkin’ Donuts maple frosted donuts

Walmart’s extensive cereal selection

Our church, kids’ club, youth group

Hazelnut coffee creamer

Spaghetti squash

Twizzlers, Jolly Ranchers, and every other type of “American” candy

Lysol disinfectant spray

Quality ziplock bags, Saran Wrap, and aluminum foil

Miniature golfing and ice cream at Molly’s during the warm summer months

Salvation Army’s “Family Day” (50% off) every Wednesday

Summit Diner—a tasty local hamburger joint

Driving 5 minutes to take our kids to school

NO traffic in town!

REAL Pennsylvanian Maple Syrup

Burnt sugar cake and Gobs (two Pennsylvanian favorites)

Our favorite Japanese restaurant and Japanese server

Walking around the track while the boys have soccer practice

Indoor soccer leagues during the bitter cold winter months

Peace and quiet in the countryside

Hearing my wind chimes on the back porch

Having access to our favorite TV shows

Lazy Sundays watching American football games on TV

REAL Barbecue!

Our beautiful blooming flower trees

“Counting Camo”

Deer spottin in the countryside and seeing deer in our yard


This Place Called ‘Home’

I love this place, and I will miss this place . . . this “Land of the Familiar.” 

As we move to the “Land of Unknown,” I believe that one day I will love that place too. Although our new land will be foreign and different at first, as I dwell there for awhile . . . I will come to call it “home.”

Until then, I will enjoy these last days in the “Land of the Familiar.”

—The Cultural Story-Weaver

Here’s another list of “My Favorite Things From Around the World.”

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More Stories You May Like:

My Favorite Things From Around the World

Transition: Living in the ‘Land Between’

How to Leave the ‘Land of the Familiar’

It’s Time to Get Out of Our Suitcases

How to Survive Living in a ‘Hibernating Culture’?

The Cultural Story-Weaver

Along with her French husband, four boys, and dog, Marci is a global nomad who has traveled to more than 30 countries and lived extensively in the United States, France, Morocco, and Spain. She loves to travel, speak foreign languages, experience different cultures, eat ethnic foods, meet people from faraway lands, and of course, tell stories.

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