One would think I should be the happiest woman alive. After all, I am moving back home to my family, friends, aging pets, and dragging the love of my life along with me. We’ve spent the last year planning, setting goals, and staying focused… preparing for now. And I have to say, we’ve done rather well. A few glitches here and there, things beyond our control, but overall it’s falling into place nicely. Of course the pessimist living deep within is expecting the ‘big whammy’ any day now. Or perhaps that’s just the all too familiar fear that sets in when things are going just a little too well in life.
As I’ve mentioned before, the one thing we didn’t plan for was saying good-bye to loved one. Fortunately the past several weeks have allowed us a lot of time with the family (my in-laws) and bidding a lot of farewells. Constantly reminding one another it’s only for a short time — we are coming back!
What I didn’t expect at all was the sudden realization I’ll actually miss Kuwait. Yes, we’re inundated with traffic, the crime rate is rising rapidly, and even a trip for a few groceries has become an event requiring extensive planning. The true culture of Kuwait is being left behind by flashy, materialistic ‘new money’ in such a short period of time. Old money breeds class and elegance, new money results in gaudy, tacky, shallow people who brag. Sadly that’s the new definition of Kuwait. But with all the negative things I’ve covered, there are far more positives. I’ve blogged about them for years, no need to revisit. But it’s those positives which leave me with the empty feeling already. That feeling of knowing I’ll miss Kuwait… before we’re even gone.