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6 Years Ago, I Moved to Spain. You Won’t Believe What’s Happened. [Part 8/9 – Return to Michigan]

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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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6 Years Ago, I Moved to Spain. You Won’t Believe What’s Happened. [Part 6/9 – Year Four: Sink or Swim]

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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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6 Years Ago, I Moved to Spain. You Won’t Believe What’s Happened. [Part 5/9 – Year Three: Silver Lining]

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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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6 Years Ago, I Moved to Spain. You Won’t Believe What’s Happened. [Part 4/9 – Year Three: Gran Canaria]

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I was determined to find my own apartment.

After two years of living with roommates, I wanted for once, just once, to live on my own. And what better place than an island?

Within a day, I found my dream apartment.

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