I wonder why this happens? Can you feel homesick for a place that isn’t your home?
This time last year, we were living on one of the most unique and beautiful places I have ever seen. Inis Meàin – the middle island of the Aran Islands, off the coast of Galway in western Ireland.
As well as being an incredibly beautiful place, the people on the island were incredible too. It was a pleasure to get to know them and to live alongside them for a few months. We felt very much at home on Inis Meàin. I think because we were welcomed so warmly by the islanders, it felt like home.
Ever since I left the island at the end of June 2013, I feel a strange sense of homesickness when I see pictures of the place or when I hear from friends on the island. Every time I see a full moon these days, I think of our last evening on the island, when there was a full moon.
Receiving a St Patrick’s Day card from our friends there a few weeks ago, having visits to our home in Australia from a couple of our Inis Meàin friends, and hearing the news of the island, via Facebook, all remind us of that lovely place out in the Atlantic Ocean.
It’s amazing how living in a place for a reasonably short time can have such an impact. When I see a recent photo of the island on Facebook, my immediate response is to think, “I can’t wait to go there again and catch up with our Inis Meàin friends.”
Some friends of ours from Australia who visited us during our stay on the island have recently published a great account of their visit. Check it out at:
Can’t wait to get on a bike and ride around that place again …
If you’ve visited the island, do you ever feel homesick for the place that isn’t necessarily your home?
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