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On August 16th, I returned to my beloved Spain after two weeks of being in my birth country. As soon as the airport-city shuttle bus spun into motion, I felt like I’d jumped into the arms of a long-lost lover.
I was home.
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A plethora of American accents buzzed through my ears while I was still in the Barcelona airport. I guess that’s what happens when you fly on American Airlines.
I came back to the United States after being awake for nearly 24 hours.
I saw my mom for the first time in two years. I saw my brothers for the first time in five years. I met my nephews for the first time, one of which was my godson. I wondered what they’d thought of me—this aunt they had heard about and seen in photos, who didn’t live in America, was finally in front of them.
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Since I renewed my teaching assignment at my school, I didn’t have to reintroduce myself. My teaching environment would be the same since I arrived in Spain three years before.
And this time, I wasn’t alone.
My school received another language assistant from Australia. It was her fourth year in Spain, like me, and also her second year in Gran Canaria, like me.
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I continued to spend time with the church group.
I wanted so badly to tell someone, anyone, about my heartbreak. But I kept quiet. Who would care? Everyone liked this guy.
He was so handsome, charismatic, had a cool job, and was a “good Christian man,” the one my parents may have wanted me to marry, except it turns out that not all “good Christian men” are good Christians.
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