10 reasons why I miss Switzerland
Oct 12th, 2005 by Lillian
I’m almost embarrassed to admit this, but I really miss Switzerland lately.
I miss my friends and am even wondering if they are still my friends
I miss just being part of the crowd,
I miss going out in Bern and NOT being ”the blond farang”…
I miss my parents dropping in, I miss my niece J. she always makes me smile and askes great questions ,
I miss neighbors and wonder if the lady who I always talked to, actually moved to another country.
I miss walking along the river.
I miss the clean air and ofcourse I miss the swiss cheese.
I miss visiting my friends and being offered a glass of wine before I even sit down
I miss a good cup of coffee at my brothers house.
I miss my job as a nurse
Maybe I should just go and visit for 10 days?
BUT
1. its far, far away
2. I always miss my kids when I’m gone more than one night .
3. Switzerland will be COLD and I don’t have any warm clothes
4. flights are not exactly cheap
4. I need new friends here. So a trip to Bern, won’t help me here on the long run..
Don’t tell me tomorrow will be diffrent, I KNOW THAT. AND thats NOT encouraging anyway….

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It’s normal to miss…I spend most of my time missing. Probably not a great state of mind to inhabit permanently, but it’s completely understandable. I don’t like living in Colorado, but even so, there are things I will miss when I move away: driving, sunsets, crabapple trees in the spring, crisp cool nights. In fact, I am sure this will be one of my very first posts on my blog once I’m “free” of this place!
Ich überleg mich grad wie lange ihr schon in Thailand seid… kommt mir grad nicht in den Sinn, jedenfalls schon ein paar Jahre (98,99?!).
Was ich mich immer frage, nimmt das Vermissen mit der Zeit zu oder ab? Also wenn wir nach NZ auswandern würde ;-), müsste ich damit rechnen, nach zwei Jahren die Schweiz viel mehr zu vermissen, als nach einem halben Jahr, oder nach fünf Jahren mehr als nach zwei Jahren. Ist sicher auch eine individuelle Sache und NZ wär auch kein so grosser kultureller Unterschied wie z.B. Thailand. Es gab Orte wo ich schon nur nach einer Woche die Schweiz vermisst habe… und wo ich nie leben möchte.
Jetzt in der Ostschweiz ist das nicht so tragisch, wenn man will kann man sich sehen. 3h Zugfahrt und Bern ist erreicht. Die psychologische Grenze, nahe zu sein ist bei mir noch nicht überschritten.
Gruss und sorry ich koche kaum schweizer Menüs ;-).
I think we all know what you mean. This feeling of missing something or someone and longing for something. We reason that IF we could do this or that we’d be satisfied. But we never are. The longing persists. C.S.Lewis and other great writers knew it and wonder whether this longing is actually for Heaven, because that’s what we are made for and will have all our needs and desires fullfilled. (C.S.Lewis- The Problem of Pain, chapter 10, Heaven)
I miss family and friends, I miss the chrystal blue water in which I was spending full days snawkling, but I have to admit I do a lot of great things here and it weights in the balance.
The good thing is: The more I miss those things, the bigger my happiness when I’ll be there!
I know how you feel too, I go through phases when I miss my ‘home’ and things about it and most of all I miss my friends who are now all spread around the world and I miss my family. Keep feeling like I’m missing out on important things. I also get fed up of being the farang and wish it was easier to make friends in Thailand. BUT there are other things that make up for it, and it’s one great experience to live here and for me I always tell myself that this isn’t forever and if even if I went back to the UK it would be like starting from scratch again… at least the air is clean there (or cleaner!)
Ah, I see you’re having the same kind of week as I am, Lillian. It’s really hard sometimes, isn’t it?
Lillian,
Your Mum is so wise!! Would love to meet her some day………
Just went through some strong Heimweh my self. It seems that every year at the same time it hits me!
Some times I wonder if we would have enough money to fly ” home ” once or twice a year, would change things for the better …or maybe not. (Sure would be nice to see family more then every couple of years, specially also for my girls to see there grandparents…… )
The only thing that keeps me sane, is to think that I am exactly where God wants me to be, and yes Heaven is our eternal home…………still the pain is strong.
Lillian I would love to see you again!
Stay strong
Gabriella