תובנות השנה הראשונה My first year reflection
Going back home - My first year reflection
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The first year of the relocation is the hardest
We knew that the first year was the hardest, everyone
told us and we had experience from passed moves. And yet .... we could not be
ready for such a year. Covid-19, missiles and alarms. It was tough in many ways
and we had to find our inner strength in order to breathe properly in the
morning and get up with a smile to a reality that challenged us over and over again.
As with relocation a broad, here at Israel our first year is over and we can
look back with satisfaction and smile and see the progress and development we
have gone through this year. The kids friends, language acquisition, work,
health, sense of belonging. The fact that we already have a favorite supermarket
and a favorite café place. These little things that take time to get to – we
feel that we have them now.
Smile, and the world smile at you
Start the morning with a smile and be grateful for what you have. Praise and glorify the decision to move, while next to the kids and keep the complaints to a late night hour.
A friend who moved to Australia and waited long months for the container, lived on boxes and could not find a suitable kindergarten, taught me to get up every morning and say to the girls: "What a fun we have here! Look at the beauty seen from the window!". And, so we did in Romania and it worked. So, we did it again this year in Israel. No matter what goes through our hearts, frustration / disappointment / apprehension, we tried to convey to the girls a sense of security and wholeness in the decision to move and to express joy at the things that are different here. I think it shaped their perception of reality, instilled in them confidence and in the end, it also seeped into us.
Do it yourself
Initiate, speak-up, host, communicate. Dare to try, dare
to speak, listen and also take a stand. Be in all the places that are important
to you. Going into all the groups, reading as much material as possible, coming
to all the meetings and trying to learn the human puzzle of this new place
(yes, its new to us here) and get the most out of it for my family. If I sit
and wait for things to happen, they might not happen, so, most of the time I
choose to take the reins and try to make them happen. It does not always
succeed but when it does, it is a huge sense of accomplishment.
On both sides of the fence
This is our home, it's true. We know this and the girls know this, but as soon as we experienced life elsewhere, our "inner chakras" opened. Our past life experiences are present in our lives now, by objects at home, in songs, in delicacies, and by the aching in our hearts for all the friendships left behind. The tastes and smells are woven into the cells of our body, the memories and experiences are absorbed in our soul. There is no escape from it and one has to learn to live with the memories that pop up out of nowhere, in the middle of the day, because of some sound or smell. We need to learn to live with the constant longing. It is our job to support girls and teach them (and ourselves) to live with these feelings. Remind us and them to look at all the good that we here and how once, just a year ago, we felt the same aching pane, missed just the opposite – towards Israel
We are happy to be home 😊
כתבת כל כך מקסים.
השבמחקואהבתי מאוד שלא ברור לגמרי מהטקסט, ממש עד המילה האחרונה, איפה זה כאן ואיפה שם. רילוקיישן הוא רילוקיישן לכל כיוון.
אני זוכרת את השנה הראשונה שלי חזרה בארץ אחרי הרילוקיישן הקודם, כשבכלל לא הבנתי שעברתי עוד רילוקיישן, וגם הרבה יותר קשה (נסענו עם תינוק בן שנה וחזרנו עם ילד בן 4, תינוק בן שנה ובהריון...). הייתי צריכה לקרוא אז את מה שכתבת!
מקסים דנה, מצטרפת לשלומית. והבנתי קצת מה עבר על אח שלי ומשפחתו כשחזרו הנה אחרי ארבע שנות שליחות במלבורן. קשוח, אבל הגישה שלך נהדרת. בהצלחה בקליטה מחדש
מחקאיזה כיף לי, שכך הרגשת.תודה
מחקריגשת מאוד!!!! אלופה!
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