Homesick

     I, Sarah, THE MOM, THE WIFE, blah blah blah is homesick; terribly homesick. I'm not sure when the feeling of sadness and gloominess came about, but it sure did come! I've read in another "expat blog" (also living in Denmark) where she states that there are 3 stages of thoughts about living in a foreign country and I'm convinced this is true. They are:
    
     1st Stage-"This is so cool, and new! I love it!
     2nd Stage-"I hate this, I want to go home. MOMMY!"
     3rd Stage-"Ok, I can do this. It's not so bad."

     As far as I'm concerned there is no set time frame for any stage. When I think I've finally gotten to the 3rd Stage, I'm jumping back to 2nd. It seems one day the stages flucutate within hours, then a whole week goes by and I'm still stuck in 2nd. I'm sure these stages will always be relevant or active in my expat life; but then I can thank Skype and snail mail for uplifting my current mood.


Thank you Dad for the giant bottle of Ranch dressing. This simple sauce helps on days where I'm stuck in Stage 2. Cue Ranch photo...