Missing Hungary for the Right Reason

Before moving to China Bill and I said on countless occasions that we cannot compare everything to Hungary or we would likely be miserable. After all, we moved overseas in the first place so we could experience something different, and a big part of feeling that difference is being open to it and seeking it out. We have tried to stick to this, and are treating China as a completely new experience in and of itself.  Despite this, we still talk about Hungary A LOT and cannot deny that we have missed it every day since we have left.

This past week I missed Hungary even more than usual. I thought this feeling would come at a time when I was having a bad week at work, was lying in bed sick, or hitting a wall with the language; you know the typical triggers for being homesick. But this was not the case. This week at work has been the best so far, and besides waking up with my eyes bloodshot and burning everyday, I’m healthy and feeling quite good.  I am really just missing Hungary for the best reason possible.  This week the people that I miss and love sent a flood of emails, pictures, and even my first piece of snail mail since arriving in China. I get giddy waking up to an inbox full of Hungarian names. I love hearing from them, knowing how they are doing, and finding out what’s going on in their life and in Hungary (and elsewhere for those who are not currently in Hungary). It helps me feel as though I am not as far away as I really am. It also reconfirms my belief that I have shared with many others by this point that Hungarians are some of the most genuine and caring people I have ever met. Ten more months until I can be back in that beautiful country visiting some of my favorite people in the world. Szia szia puszi.