Oh my, I am more homesick now than ever before. Did I mention that my roots go all the way back to Russia? St. Petersburg, Russia to be exact. St. Petersburg is the most mesmerizing and inspiring place overflowing with beautiful architecture and rivers that criss cross the city.
How it all began... I came to United States when I was 14, a freshman with no English {well I knew some words to survive} with a different outlook on life than all of my classmates. My awkwardness in this culture was blindly bright. Yep, I was an outcast! I kept reminding myself that we will be in US for only one year but 11 years later I am still here. Honestly, the first, second, & third year I disliked my parents for bringing me here, but now I am not sure if I ever could move back to Russia. I do want to visit! I wish to expose my husband & my son {sorry Xan can't take you :( } to the culture I grew up in.
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My best friends {I am in the middle} |
I miss my family & friends whom I have not seen in many years. I guess I need to start a second piggy bank :)
What city are you homesick for?
xox,
Ksenia
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