Sometimes, I even think I am ready to throw in the towel and move home altogether.
Usually, it's over some trivial matter like the insane heat and humidity or the really big cockroach that has moved into one of my classrooms.
I never actually mean it though.
That said, there are times when being an expat is tough business.
Seeing friends have babies and get married and buy houses from a distant hurts.
Not being able to hug your mother for 10 months at a time sucks.
Wondering how to have babies yourself when your plan is to live abroad permanently is no small worry.
Sometimes, everything seems like it would be a billion times simpler if we moved back to America.
But Sean likes to remind me that the point of life is not making it as simple as possible, at least not for us.
Both of us are hard workers.
We work hard for ourselves and each other.
And we are okay with that.
In fact, there is no other way we would have it.
And moving to Taiwan has changed my life in irrevocable ways.
I owe Taiwan so much.
Actually, I am not even certain it's Taiwan I owe but the opportunity to step outside of myself and my bubble.
And this is what allows me to dig in my heels and bear the trying times, even when they are caused by something more serious than the weather or insects.
In this new blog series, Expat Gratitude, I will highlight how moving abroad has altered my life in ways I am so grateful for.
These are the things that have less to do with Taiwan and travel, and more to do with personal growth and reflection.
After all, the most precious thing I have to take with me whenever I do leave Taiwan will not be all the travels, the food, the photos or even the work.
It will be the person I have become; the person I am still becoming.
I am a very different-- and arguably better-- person today than the girl who stepped on the EVA Air flight from Seattle to Taipei three years ago.
And I cannot wait to tell you all about it.
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