I've been spending a lot of time thinking about family, especially my family, especially the fact that they are in Israel and I am here. I think that I miss my family more and more as I mature, and I find myself saddened over the infrequency of our meetings and the fact that by moving to the US I have, in essence, given up on a close relationship with my family. Not that we're not close; but a feeling of closeness cannot make up for the fact that if I start a family here, my parents and siblings will not be able to be a part of that experience, no matter how close we feel to each other.
During my last visit, my parents suggested that I started taking advantage of the ultra-convenient academic calendar, and came to visit for the entire summer each year. The caveat, of course, is that Israel in the summer months is an impossibly humid sauna-like hell, and so far I have been doing my best to avoid going to Israel during the summertime. That still leaves me with May and June though, and I think I might try to do it this year. Ryan, of course, will have to come with.
In the meantime, my mom and brother will be here next month for a week or so. I'm looking forward to it.
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2 comments:
don't forget, sabbaticals!
and seriously, it's hard. and you've been doing it for so long... i only got here... i really hope my nephew still remembers me when i come next time. and it makes me sad to realize that my (future) kids won't have a close relationship with their cousins like my brother and i had with ours... will they even be able to speak the same language? will i be strong enough to raise them bi-lingual? oh well. i'll figure it out when the time comes.
maybe if i win the Nobel prize i'll have enough money to buy a jet and fly back and forth all the time. i wish they had invented teleportatin already!!!
My close family (parents, uncles/aunts/cousins) is spread out over four continents and six countries. Clearly, we do not have the regular family outings that would exist in a small town or kibbutz, but growing up (when at least most of us lived within a five hour flight in the States) we had a great time, spending summers together. I think the intensity of traveling for family can bond in a different but equally important way to regular, week to week contact.
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