“Won’t you miss the holidays when you’re in China?”
I couldn’t fault American friends for asking. It’s not just that John and I are moving back to China permanently. We’re also leaving the US on Thanksgiving Day, which means we’ll miss that holiday as well as Christmas, the king of them all.
It’s true. Perhaps years from now, I’ll wax nostalgic for those Thanksgiving dinners that filled the house with the smell of sage and pumpkin spice, or how I used to trim the tree together with my family, or eating figs and chocolate truffles on Christmas morning. And I’ll miss my family in the US once I’m far away.
Yet ever since I’ve married John, my idea of the holidays has changed forever. It’s not just about my American holidays — it’s also about his Chinese holidays too, which I’ve come to miss since we’ve stayed in the US. At the same time, even my American holidays feel different with him in my life, where five-spice turkey and Chinese dumplings complete my Thanksgiving dinner. The holidays just aren’t the holidays anymore without him and the unique, cross-cultural world we’ve created together.
If anything, I’m not worried about what I’m missing because I married John and am moving my life to China — because I know I’ve gained so much more.