Getting ready to move back…

I’m beginning to enter a surreal zone. We will fly back to the states on Thursday, so we are starting to pack and round up our scattered selves. We’ve lived in Vienna long enough now — and Oma has been hospitable enough! — that this is home. So preparing to leave feels very strange. I will miss this place deeply, and I can not even find words to express how hard it is to leave Oma.

At the same time, it has not been easy living here, particularly for our kids, and so in some ways I am also looking forward to moving back to the states.

I feel caught between these two places, these two ways of being, and have entered a strange time of transition in which I don't feel fully here, or there.