America fits, but so do the Brits
Posted on January 21, 2009 by yankeebean
I went back home to the Midwest in America for Christmas and New Year. It was my first Christmas back home for 4 years and it was a fantastic experience.
Going back home (although I do consider England my home, too), I always breathe a kind of sigh-of-relief when I get back into the swing of things. My weird semi-brit accent fades, the volume of my voice rises, my humor gets more flambouant, my hands warm up (is it just me or does England make your hands cold too??), my optimisim comes more easily, and the list goes on and on.
My Ameri-me is such a comfortable thing, even though it’s never quite the same as it was ‘back in the day’. It’s like my favorite sneakers that I wear when I want to loaf around town or my giant College sweater that I get out every time I have cramps. It just fits… like something that was made for you, and like something that you could never replace.
But, like I said, it isn’t quite the same as it always was. I still made dry-sarky comments and people would actually think I was being mean until I explained in an apologetic rush that ‘I live in England and that would have been funny there, I’m sorry!’
This trip was the first time I didn’t fight these changes. Before I always wanted everything to be just like it was, like some giant-American-time-capsule that you can only get to via O’hare airport. But this time all I wanted was to enjoy what was happening ‘right now’. I wanted to live in (and do a happy dance in) the moment. And it was awesome!
I loved easing back into America’s famliarities, but I wasn’t annoyed when people picked up on my Brits-ways. I loved seeing my Mom, Dad, and brother, but I lovedlovedloved coming home to Mr. Nice Guy and all of his gorgeous wonderfulness.
All in all, it was a 10 out of 10 experience, right down to getting 3 seats to myself on the flight back to England. Nice!