The Fig Tree

The more I speak to other third culture kids in their twenties the more I realize how difficult it is to adjust to other peoples’ versions of normal once the moving around stops. So many people I know have had trouble making friends, adjusting, trying to figure out what to do next, where to go next.

There are so many places we can go, so many possibilities, but there is such a thing as having too many options. Worst of all, a lot of third culture kids don’t realize how exhausting the visa process can be when we have to figure it all out for ourselves. It’s difficult enough to figure out what you’re going to do with the rest of your life, never mind adding what country you’re going to live in, or if you’re ever really going to settle down anywhere. Then on top of that, when you make a decision, if it does involve moving, there is a never ending pile of paperwork and patience that you end up having to sift through while you make sure your visas, health insurance and other details are all in order. It can all add up to quite a bit of stress, but the most important thing, that defines us as people, that keeps us learning a progressing, is to make a decision. Even if it turns out to be the wrong one. Sylvia Plath once described this in one of her poems and Zen Pencils illustrated it perfectly…

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