While Mr. F and I were waiting at the Frankfurt airport, noshing on brotchen and delicious brie sandwiches, we started talking about what was happening. Where we were going, where we had been, and we realized how quickly move of ours took place. From layoff to to take off was two weeks and two days. Two weeks! What had felt like an eternity to us as we were waiting for information to come in was really a blick of an eye. A nanosecond in which, somehow, we packed up our whole lives in Cyprus and returned home.
The incredible success of our whirlwind move is due in large part to the help of our friends. The packed boxes, fed us, gave us places to stay, listened to all of our concerns, and helped us sort out the nitty gritties. A few nights before we left, we were able to say goodbye to a few of these wonderful people at an impromptu party. With just a day's notice, a houseful of friends came by to wish us luck and exchange a few last hugs. I was overwhelmed by how many people came, not realizing before the deep roots we had planted in Cyprus.
Friendship is an amazing thing as an expat. It's not just friendship, it's family. Your support system, playmates, confidantes, and allies, friends are what make your experience abroad into something more than pictures of ruins. I have learned so much from these friendships and will carry them with me where ever life takes me next.
Friendship is an amazing thing as an expat. It's not just friendship, it's family. Your support system, playmates, confidantes, and allies, friends are what make your experience abroad into something more than pictures of ruins. I have learned so much from these friendships and will carry them with me where ever life takes me next.
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