Home Sick

I was born and brought up in London, my parents, brother and sister still live in London, my maternal Grandparents live in Dorset and the majority of my Dad’s family live in Cornwall. As a child I spent most of my school holidays in Cornwall and always longed to live there. Once I had qualified as a Children’s Nurse I started working in London gaining a variety of experience in a variety of hospitals whilst saving up to be able to afford a house in Cornwall. However plans change, my boyfriend and I of over 6 years split up and 6 months later whilst on holiday with a friend of mine I met my husband. We moved in together after 8 months and lived in Brighton for a while, a place I found that I loved to live in and the need to move down to Cornwall did not bother me anymore.
It was in December 2004 that my Husband and I moved to Scotland. We moved for my Husbands career and as a nurse I did not think it would be that hard to get a job. A promise of my Husbands job progressing with the view that we would be able to afford holidays abroad at least 2 times a year and that when we start a family I would be able to give up work and be a housewife. This lifestyle appealed to me and having been up to Scotland a few times and enjoyed it, I thought why not?

Why Not….. My Husbands family have been great, couldn’t have wished for a more welcoming family of in-laws and I did not feel home sick at all when I first moved up to Scotland. We have moved around 3 times since we have moved to Scotland to different places around Glasgow. I love it where we are now, the town is a small, with a castle ruins, some shops that cater for peoples daily needs and for any tourists that may visit the town. The Schools in the area are of a fantastic standard and my son who has already started Nursery School at one of the Primary Schools loves it. I have also made some really nice friends through a Mums group run 1 afternoon week at the local Church. This is not to mention the lovely group of friends that I still meet up with in the place where I use to stay, which I made when Alistair was a baby. I also only work 3 days a week in a job as a School Nurse, I get all the school holidays, get on well with my colleagues and actually do not mind the work.

Despite all I have going for me here, I still miss home, I still feel that my home is in the South East of England. I have been the driving force behind the moves in Scotland trying to find a place that I would call home. But I feel that I am not going to get anywhere better than where I live now, everything that I would like in a home I have, but I still do not feel at home!

I want to stop that desire of wanting to live elsewhere, the looking on right move to assess house prices in for that all important move down South. Then the searching for jobs. It sounds completely and utterly mad, I want to move away from a decent size 3 bedroom house with large front and back gardens, where there are parks at either side of the road, where the schools are good and the town is pretty, in a rural location with good local amenities and not too far away from Glasgow. My Husband does not want to move to the South East of England and his welcoming family are only a short drive away. Yet since I fell pregnant with my son I have longed to be home. It hurts when I think of the 400 miles between my parents and I, I crave a closer relationship with my brother and sister and I long to be nearer the rest of my family in the South. Most of all I feel at home in the South-East, be it London or Brighton. I just hope one day that I will feel at home here…..