Reading Metropolife's post on friendships and relationships with a due date, left one person at the front of my mind and a lot of reflection on a friendship that developed so quickly yet changed so fast. I smiled when I got that "Sollen wir dann morgen frühstücken gehen?" Shall we go for breakfast tomorrow? text... Continue Reading →
Every 3 months? Every 6 months? Or depending where you've moved to, maybe even every 18 months? There are of course no written rules but after living abroad just over a year, here's a bit on how I went about visiting (and not visiting) home and why: "When are you first going to come back?" I... Continue Reading →
Loneliness: A feeling of discomfort and sadness because you don’t have the company you want around you. I understand why people avoid this feeling, it’s not pleasant at all, but what about when you don’t have a choice and there’s no one to spend time with? When back home in London, my diary was busy... Continue Reading →
Touching base I have never felt so excited to see London. Descending into Heathrow airport over the Thames, I saw Tower Bridge and The o2 Arena. I felt a smile spread across my face and a rush of excitement shoot through my body. I was back! Seven months is the longest I have been away... Continue Reading →
Alisa Jordan Writes 