Mar 8, 2010 0
Thoughts on a nomadic life
Most of the time I post stuff I hope will be helpful to you in some way but today I just wanted to share something that is on my mind.
Several things have happened in the last few days that have led me to give careful thought to how I was raised, the benefits I got from my childhood and how I want to raise my daughter.
My parents are and have always been adventurers; they both joined the BOAC (BOAC became British Airways in 1974) to see the world, they met in Tehran and have explored the world together ever since.
My Father was a Country Manager for British Airways so my childhood most resembled that of a Diplomats child. We moved every 2-4 years to a new assignment, lived amongst the expatriate community in company housing and socialized with diplomatic, military and local families from all over the world.
Since leaving home I have remained nomadic by most peoples standards. As a result I have now lived on 4 continents, in 9 countries, 15 cities and Texas.
When I was younger I was envious of co-workers who lived in a city surrounded by family and friends they had grown up with; they had a home, they belonged somewhere, they could answer the simple question “where are you from?”.
But as I got older and especially since moving to the USA I have grown to treasure my upbringing and the very wide worldview my parents gifted me. I see the world, its events and it’s opportunities differently from those same people I envied when I was younger.
When I was twenty-one I decided to leave my first job in London, I was offered a job in Germany and took it. I spent a week learning key German phrases like; my name is.., where can I find.., nice to meet you, two beers please. Sold my car, packed my bag and went; I arrived in Munich with no place to stay, knowing no one and carrying only the address and phone number of my new employer.
People commented how brave I was to make such a move, in truth there was no bravery, it never even occurred to me that it was a big move. To be honest resigning from my first proper job was by far the scariest part of the entire thing.
As the world becomes truly global, as cultures collide and all business is international I have an advantage thanks to my parents and it’s an advantage I want to give my daughter.
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