When we first moved to Switzerland, I listened to this song from The Postal Service a lot around the house and on the bike trainer. I felt like it was a great description of our lives here. Mr. Wild Dingo was always traveling and I was always missing him.
Living abroad is a dream opportunity that many aspire to, but yet, never crossed my own mind until it was available to me. So it was an unexpected fairy tale for the both of us.
Hey, Mr. Wild Dingo works in the semiconductor industry, too! How's that for serendipity?
The song is a great reminder that all great things come with a price. Ours is him traveling as much as 50%. Some ex-pat spouses have a really difficult time adjusting and their husbands don't do half the travel of Mr. Wild Dingo. It's not easy living anywhere new, even in a place as heavenly as Switzerland.
Am I lonely when he travels that much? Yes. Would I change a thing? Hell no. I'm lucky to have an extroverted personality. So I do things that make me happy. And naturally that leads to making friends in all sorts of communities. I still have a list of things, outside of travel, that I'd love to do in Switzerland that would afford even more opportunities for friendships. Instead, I covet any free time to be more introverted, so I can geek out in Photoshop or try out new recipes in my kitchen.
But they're all distractions. He's my best friend. All the frequent flyer benefits and stunning living areas could never compare to having him around more often.
And yet, neither of us would change a thing.
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