It’s been a long time since I last wrote. It has been hectic at Norwegian language class. For a time, I went for five days a week, four straight hours a day, and had assignments when I got home. It was as good as a full-time job while adjusting to an entirely new country with weather I did not particularly enjoy. I moved in the winter season so it was even more challenging for a tropical girl like me. I am really hoping for the day when it will literally be brighter, and maybe then I can also see the brighter side of living here.

On the other hand, while I struggle with my own challenges living in this unfamiliar place, at language class I meet many refugees from war-torn countries. Many of them have been separated from families, and have been forced out of their own comfort zones. It sometimes makes me feel like my problems are insignificant compared to theirs, but I need to remind myself that my feelings are also valid and my concerns are equally important. Comparison, whether in achievements or challenges, only leads to resentment and sadness.

I never thought language class could be so existential. “I only wanted to learn the language”, I joked to Mr. Fantastic. He quipped “You didn’t want to learn about the terrible world!”

I published a vlog last week about my language class and some of the things happening at home — like slicing some ginger and updates on the garage build. Click below to see more.