The first year.

Time certainly has passed by quite quickly. Just yesterday, I received a letter from the cantonal office asking me to drop by with my passport and current permit for renewal.

Since my arrival last year, I have gone from a newlywed femme au foyer to a pregnant, part-time business owner, part-time language teacher and almost full time femme au foyer. Being pregnant means that Nil has to help out with the chores and cooking more often than usual! *beams* We have also gone from being comfortably and gainful employed to facing our first major financial challenge as a couple, and so far, we’re doing just fine. You could say that as a couple, we are growing, which is desirable. Staying stagnant is never a good sign.

For the past one year, I have developed a love-hate relationship with Switzerland, which is normal considering that perfection doesn’t exist in this imperfect world. It is also a sign that I have become more grounded and realistic, not to mention knowledgeable of how things work and function in this country. The good things, I learn to appreciate every day and the bad things, well…I am still learning how to cope with it. One thing that is remarkably different is that despite being surrounded by more “exposed” nations, Switzerland is still very much close-minded (in some aspects) BUT that, I can see, is slowly beginning to change as people move out of their comfort zones and begin to exposure themselves to different cultures, practices and even personalities.

A couple of weeks ago, I had taken a seat in front of my laptop (with its Swiss keys) and churned out an entry, that until today, remains unfinished and unseen by the world. It was a entry laced with rants and explanations (to put it politely) about this love-hate relationship I have. At that time, I was in one of my ranty moods – being pregnant obviously didn’t help – but looking back, I realized that it is the same any where you go. There will always be great AND bad things about a country. It’s just a matter of being honest about it.

Now, a few weeks later and right after my first year here, I can say that I’m beginning to get used to the craziness of it all…

Aiii…on another note, I think I’ll go off now to look up for info on degree programs in the United States and Canada.


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  1. glad you’re coping well. it’s really brave to leave everything behind and move to a non-english speaking country for love 🙂 have a safe and joyful pregnancy!

  2. Oh Mei, I’m a bit sorry for you to hear that. Well, I can understand that love/hate thing, I sometimes feel like that even if I’ve lived here all my life. The thing I’m really sorry for, is that you seem to have encountered a lot of close-minded swiss people… I know there are, but there are also so many open-minded men and women out there! Sincerely, if you want, I can take time and show you around, places, people, occasions, landscapes, chats… We could simply have a cup of tea and just talk, I’m sure you have so many things to “teach” me and I could “open” your femme au foyer’s life?

    Don’t get me wrong, it’s not pity or anything like that, it’s just that you sometimes move me with what you write here and well, why not discuss it then, as we live so close?

    Take care.

  3. Dee: Oh, please don’t apologise…I actually am quite happy being here. Just being honest – there is always a good and bad side to a place.

    I know that those few people I encountered are just that – FEW (and far in between too)! I get that love-hate feeling too when I’m in Malaysia. Sometimes I think it’s a good sign – you can only feel like that if you are truly at home (just like how we all feel with family and friends…sometimes you hate them BUT you love them as well!).

    And no, I think you’re sweet, actually…I’d love to meet up for tea – if I can just move my arse out of this nice, warm and cozy apartment. Again, I have a love-hate relationship with winter. All those clothes, c’est m’ennui!!!! LOL!

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