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There’s No Place Like … Someplace Else

The world is but a place of shadows. The guest pauses for but a few nights and departs confused, never knowing for sure where he has been. Beyond the horizon he feels certain he will find a better city, a fairer prospect, a more sonorous group of singing companions. But when his camels are tethered, he will find himself engaged with still yet another set of shadows. – James Michener in “The Drifters ”

I  am cursed with a wandering spirit. Like the ancient Bedouin tribes of Saudi Arabia,  I live to travel, and I feel the need to keep moving.

Not every day, mind you. But often. Like many other Third Culture Kids, I get itchy feet about every four or five years.

Third Culture Kids

Third Culture Kids (Photo credit: Earthworm)

I start dreaming about moving to a new place, meeting new people, experiencing a new environment. Or I think about moving somewhere that is close to where other friends have chosen to live. Most of them are TCKs like me, or else they have the same travel bug. Another thing about TCKs: they have friends all around the globe.

I never think about moving HOME. “Why not?” you ask. Simple. I have no home. I grew up in an ARAMCO compound in Dhahran, Saudi Arabia. My dad is retired and living back in the States, so I couldn’t move back to Arabia even if I wanted to. (Unless I had a job there, or was married to someone who had a job there.) But the house I grew up in is gone, replaced by a park. And, quite frankly, I don’t think I would be happy living in Dhahran now.

Maybe that’s why I can’t seem to settle down completely. Because I don’t have a true home.

Over the years, I have met people who remained in the towns – and sometimes even in the very houses – they grew up in. I looked at them with a mixture of awe and pity. On the one hand, I felt sorry for them for not getting out and experiencing this big wonderful world we live in. On the other, I was just a tiny bit envious of the roots they had planted so deeply in their communities. Knowing everybody (and everybody’s business) was something I could never relate to.

That reminds me of another quote:

The tragedy of plants is that they have roots.

It’s hard to imagine staying in the same place for the rest of my life. I suppose if I found the “right” place I would feel differently. But then again, what is the “right” place, anyway?

I’m interested in other people’s thoughts on this subject. I’d love to hear yours!

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One Lovely Blog Award

I am so excited to have been nominated for my first award! Thank you C.T. Westing! 🙂

I recently started blogging as a way to decompress during the grueling editing process of my first book, which took almost four years to write.

 I’ve been a little overwhelmed, navigating through the blogosphere. But though I may be late to the party, I hope I am able to contribute to the merrymaking!

Seven random things about me:

  1. I am a TCK (Third Culture Kid)
  2. “Beduwen” is a play on the beautiful Arab nomad – the bedouin
  3. I’m afraid of snakes
  4. I was a French teacher in a private school
  5. I love Goldfish (the snack crackers)
  6. I worked at the rodeo in Mt Isa, Australia the summer I graduated from college
  7. 7 is my favorite number

My nominations for the award are (and if you’ve already received it, well, I think you deserve it again):

The Works of Rich Amooi

Amber Starts Today

Road To Manhood Blog

Expat With Kids

Munchie Musings

The Cowardly Feminist

Lynsie Buchanan

Thirsty Richmond

Tall Curly Biscuit

Ninja Mom

Kid Free Living

Cannibalistic Nerd

The Bloggess

When Pigs Fly

Blogging Dangerously

Now I’ll pass the baton….

The Rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you and link back to their blog.

2. List seven random things about yourself.

3. Nominate 15 other bloggers for the award.

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