As a dual citizen I have the privilege, and the responsibility, to vote in two countries. This hasn’t always been the case however — I lived in the US for well over a decade as a non-citizen, unable to vote. It was a great feeling when I was allowed to cast my first ballot back in 2008. I was happy, and relieved, to finally be able to be a fully engaged participant in the society in which I had lived for so long. Exercising my civic responsibility is important in my home country of Sweden as well, and even though I’ve been living abroad for most of my adult life I have managed to vote in general elections — either by mail, or as I did this year, by going to my local consulate general. I have learned along the way that living abroad requires foresight and planning if I want my vote to count. And staying truly involved isn’t always easy from afar.

I read recently that only 12% of the estimated 9 million Americans abroad vote in presidential elections (even fewer in midterm elections). That’s a lot of missing votes. But, I think I understand how it can happen. Leading up to this month’s Swedish election, I found it wasn’t all that easy, in spite of my best intentions, to keep myself informed and well versed on current events and political issues. Everyday life is busy and staying current where I reside is sometimes hard enough, doing the same in a country I haven’t lived in for over 20 years can feel near impossible.

The longer I live abroad, the more distant I feel from issues back home. In spite of information being easily and abundantly available. It’s challenging to stay on top of current events in general, and gaining a deeper understanding of political parties and the people that lead them seems particularly difficult. It’s not for lack of trying, I read newspapers daily, and I talk to family and friends back home about what’s going on and yet, I feel removed. All the while, exercising that civic responsibility — staying engaged and voting — appears more urgent than ever, in Sweden as well as here in the US.

I think part of the problem is that when you are away for longer periods of time structural changes begin to take place in society and its institutions. People I associate with certain ideas are long gone, parties that used to be on the fringe and not taken at all seriously by the majority of voters have become part of everyday politics. Party alliances that I remember as a given are no longer there. New parties have formed. Society, and politics, have changed and I haven’t been able to keep up in an intimate enough way.

I believe this is what happens to many expats. We get busy with what’s in our immediate surroundings while life back home becomes more peripheral. Couple that with the fact that voting while living abroad takes planning and you can see why participation rates are low.

I haven’t been able to find numbers on election participation of Swedes living abroad. I do know however that this year’s election was an extremely close one, and as the votes from abroad are some of the last to be counted, they were being reported as having the power to swing the election from one block to the other — that’s quite something, and quite something to keep in mind for future elections — in Sweden, in the US and elsewhere in the world. Having the right to vote is indeed a privilege, as well as a responsibility!

By: Felicia Shermis

My youngest child just got her driver’s license. I know it shouldn’t be that big of a deal, but this time it was — for me. My daughter was just a couple of weeks past her sixteenth birthday and she was sure that if it didn’t happen now, it would never happen… I wasn’t in quite the same hurry for her to get behind the wheel. As far as I’m concerned, she could have waited a year, or two! With my older kids my worry always had to do with age, I felt that 16 was too young to start driving. 18 is the driving age in Sweden where I grew up and that seems about right to me. However, with my youngest my concern was something else entirely. This time around, the driver’s license milestone marked the end of an era. A 20-year plus era.

For the past 20 years, I have driven kids back and forth to school, to practice, to friends’ houses, I have picked up loads full of kids for carpool and have crisscrossed town more times than I care to admit. I have gotten up before dawn to drive to some faraway sports tournament and waited long hours to drive back late at night. And now, without doubt, life as I’ve known it for the past 20 years has changed. I’m not sure I was ready for it to happen so soon.

As most parents know, the car is one of those places where conversations happen, or where you get to be a fly on the wall while the kids and their friends chat, sing and gossip. At its best, being “the chauffeur” gives you an opportunity to connect and discover. I will miss that. And then there’s the fact that I’m not needed in the same way anymore. No more late evening requests to go get frozen yogurt, no need to thwart last-minute plans, made by my daughter and her friends, involving me and my car. I will have more time on my hands for sure, but also less time to be a part of my daughter’s life.

It’s not like any of this is a surprise — this day has been on the horizon for the better part of the past year, my daughter being adamant that she is going to get her license as soon as she can. I was forewarned and yet, somehow I failed to consider what the real impact on my daily life would be. I failed to realize that this change would have a lasting effect on life as I know it. I certainly hadn’t thought it was something I was going to mourn. Yet, here I am, doing just that.

I don’t mean to sound dramatic because of course, life changes all the time — sometimes in small ways and other times more profoundly. I know I have been here before, many times. I had a similar experience when we first moved abroad. I had several months to prepare, research and envision what life in a foreign country would be like and still, I don’t think I had really considered, or been able to imagine, to what degree it would impact my daily life. How would it feel to not have a job, knowing that I had given up one I really liked? How would I cope in a place where I knew no one and had no family to lean on? I was forewarned, but once I was in place I felt unprepared and overwhelmed. All I knew was that life was vastly different from what I had envisioned when imagining it back home.

And maybe that’s the way it works for most people. I mean how can you really prepare yourself for this kind of change? You can think about it, read about it and talk to others about it. But knowing how you’ll feel when the moment is upon you is different. I know I will find a new “everyday”, it just might take a little bit of time, and I think that’s ok. In the meantime, maybe I’ll ask my daughter to go pick me up some ice cream…

By: Felicia Shermis

One of the reasons to love traveling is the opportunity learn – about new cultures, languages and about yourself. You don’t even have to leave your country to be exposed to a different way of life. Moving successfully between cultures, whether locally or far away, requires one thing more than anything else – a desire to bridge communication gaps.

Having come back from a spring and summer full of travel, both domestic and international, one thing is clear – there are many ways to communicate and connect with the people around you. I was thinking about this a whole lot on a recent trip to my home country.

Gothenburg, the town I go to each summer, is the host of a huge international youth soccer tournament. Every year, teams of all ages, and from all over the world gather in this Swedish town of some 600 000 inhabitants. For about a week, there are soccer teams everywhere and as they try to navigate the town’s trams and busses, as they work to win matches or try to connect with fellow players and fans, you get a pretty good view of the methods we use to communicate – gesturing, pointing, singing, drawing, and of course, various combinations of languages.

There was the coach who, frustrated by a delay of game, started gesturing and pointing to her watch, upon which the ref nodded and held up several fingers to assure her additional time would be added. There were the teams on my tram who started singing their respective cheers, having a conversation of sorts.There were the many interactions regarding directions and transportation that took place between helpful locals and the visitors who felt lost.

All of this “communication by any method necessary” made me think about my nephew. He is adopted from China and when he came to Sweden at the age of two and a half, he spoke no Swedish and my sister no Cantonese, other than some basic phrases she had learned. It was amazing to see them then – how they communicated with gestures, pictures and word repetition. It wasn’t easy and there were many frustrating moments. When one thing didn’t work, they had to try something different. It’s amazing to see him now, a couple of years later, nearly fluent, communicating at will, and with a burgeoning local accent.

Somehow, these thoughts of communication and how we make ourselves understood landed me in the land of emojis. I have never really liked them as a replacement for actual text and have hardly ever used them. I’ve thought of them as annoying and a lazy replacement for the real deal – the written word. Lately however, I have started seeing the power of the emoji.

I find myself enjoying them – after all, how can you not be happy when your kid sends you three red hearts? How can you not smile when your mother-in-law, out of the blue, wishes you a good day with pictures of a flower and a book. I can see how emojis serve a purpose and aid in communication. There is no doubt what the meaning of the red heart is, or a thumbs up, or a smiley face. I may be old school and feel like writing it out somehow packs a bigger punch, but I am not so sure I’m right – as the old saying goes “a picture is worth a thousand words”.

By: Felicia Shermis

If our ability to communicate is what defines us as humans, then why aren’t we better at it? If you consider that something as simple as the “V-sign” hand gesture has completely different meanings depending on where you are – it’s a symbol for peace in the USA, while signaling contempt and rudeness in some other parts of the world – then maybe it’s not so strange that other kinds of communication are equally complicated.

It’s a little ironic that in a time where we have an abundance of methods with which to communicate, we still have the same problems we’ve always had. It doesn’t seem to matter that we have language translation programs at our fingertips, instant information on any topic available by a tap on a screen, and a love connection a swipe away. True communication, as in understanding each other, appears as elusive as ever.

One of the reasons, of course, is that interpersonal communication doesn’t happen in isolation, there is always a context to a message and there are many aspects in play. There is the “sender” and the “receiver” and that which they both bring to the table – cultural backgrounds, age, sex, mood, education, etc. If we are not in tune with the context in which something is being communicated, misinterpretation and misunderstanding are very possible outcomes.

I spent this past week at a volleyball tournament with my teenage daughter. It struck me that the group I was with is a perfect illustration of the difficulty of achieving good, effective communication across cultural divides, while also navigating language barriers.

It turns out that this team has a diverse group of parents from different cultural backgrounds, everyone with a slightly different perspective and emphasis on what’s important, be it in regards to what and how you eat, how you get around, how much you pitch in and what is expected of the kids. The following became clear very quickly: good communication almost always brings people together, whereas poor communication does the opposite.

I won’t bore you with the details, but suffice it to say that our week had its fair share of miscommunication, and not infrequently, hurt feelings and bruised egos. Now, you might think I am talking about the teenagers here, but that’s not the case – these were the adults. It’s interesting to note that most misunderstandings started and spread via electronic communication and they were always resolved through face-to-face interactions, where there were opportunities for questions and clarifications.

Perhaps the best thing to keep in mind is that interpersonal communication is indeed complicated and people are not mind readers. Also worth keeping in mind: the rewards of good communication are outstanding — as Rollo May says: “Communication leads to community, that is, to understanding, intimacy and mutual valuing.”

By: Felicia Shermis

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This past month has been a month of moving for me. After completing a local move with all that that entails of planning, packing and getting settled in a new place, I turned around and did the same thing about a week later across the planet in Sweden. The second move was far more disorganized and I came to notice some differences in how the business of moving is handled in different parts of the world. While moving is hard regardless of where you are, the way it is planned by you and executed by movers, makes a big difference. I learned some valuable lessons during my month of moving. Perhaps first and foremost: make sure to give your movers a heads up if you are moving to an apartment on the third floor without an elevator…

While my specific experiences only reflect what it’s like to move in two countries, what I learned in terms of asking questions and planning, should be applicable to most any move, anywhere.

When hiring movers, whether for an international or local move, one of the biggest questions you’ll have is cost. Basic research and comparison isn’t that hard to do with a simple internet search and a few phone calls. However, to get a full picture of the total tally, you have to be aware of how different moving companies calculate their hours. Are breaks charged, for example, what kind of insurance, if any, do they require and are there added taxes or service fees of any kind. What about the drive to and from the job — how is that calculated? Are you moving where tipping is expected? If so, how much should you give?

Something else to consider is what exactly the movers are going to help you with. Are they packing for you, are they bringing the materials or is that your responsibility, and what’s the impact on cost in either case? Will they take apart big pieces of furniture, and if so, who’s responsible for putting it all back together in the new place — you or the movers?

My Swedish movers were not keen on taking furniture apart, but in a couple of instances they had to. Perhaps my crew was not the most experienced bunch, or maybe it was just bad luck, but they made a couple of questionable decisions. In particular, they took apart a bed to its smallest parts (which was clearly not needed) and didn’t take note of how to put it back together again. At the end of the day, they were stuck trying to put together a bed they had disassembled to an unnecessary degree, and being completely lost as how to make it whole again.

A couple of things became clear at this point: my prep work should have included an inquiry about whether the movers would stay and finish what they started, even if they are running late. It turns out that my guys had another gig to go to and so left me with a bed in pieces strewn all over the floor, with a vague promise to return the next day to finish what they had started. I felt doubly cheated as they had spent more time than needed taking the bed apart, and then spent even more time trying to figure out how to put it together — all on my dime, as I was paying by the hour. The bed was eventually rebuilt, although not until I called the moving company the following day with a reminder.

How do you ensure the professionalism and experience of your particular crew? Short of relying on online reviews, references and, if you are lucky, word-of-mouth recommendations, there isn’t that much you can do.

About that third story apartment without an elevator — the Swedish crew were the unlucky ones. I had told the moving company about the situation, but it’s unclear that the message was ever relayed to the guys doing the heavy lifting. Regardless — they were not too happy about it. It didn’t help that it was an unusually warm day with temps reaching over 30°C.

Perhaps the third floor situation explains some of the questionable decisions made by the crew, and the mishap with the bed was the cause of sheer exhaustion at the end of a move that took longer than expected and was hotter than one could have ever imagined up there in the North. The inconvenience and added cost will have to serve as a good reminder to ask as many questions as possible and to always expect the unexpected.

By: Felicia Shermis

As the end of the school year is rapidly approaching, it is time to start thinking about the summer holiday. Many expat families will be packing up and heading back to their native countries during the break.  It can be an exciting time that you and your family have been looking forward to for months. However, in the midst of the travel and excitement, it is important to consider how your kids will be feeling about going back to the place where they remember as ‘home.’

Your children likely have an image in their mind of what your former homeland looks like. Going back to this place over the holidays can bring back memories (both good and bad) and can become tricky if, in reality, things are different than they once were.

You might notice that your children are acting differently during your trip home, so it is important to understand the difficulties they may be going through in order to help them make your holidays more enjoyable.

Four important things to keep in mind during you visit home are:

  1.  Friends Change

As kids develop at such a fast pace, it is almost certain that no matter how long (or short) you have been away from your native home, your child’s friends will have changed.  Your child may be surprised to find out that Jimmy is now best friends with Bobby or that Tina and Elise now do gymnastics instead of ice-skating. Your child may also feel that he/she can no longer relate to the same friends, which can cause loneliness during your stay.

  1.  Places Change

Unexpected changes may have occurred to places while you have been away.  The grocery store where your daughter remembers buying her favorite cereal may have gone out of business; the school where your youngest child learned to read may have been renovated; your old house may have been painted a new color.  All of these changes can be upsetting for your kids and can make them feel lost or out-of-place.

  1.  New Life vs. Old Life

Although your kids may have adjusted to their expat-life relatively well, sometimes going back to their previous home can make them realize how different their two ‘homes’ really are.  Your kids may want to talk about their new life with family and friends, but could have a hard time when they realize that people are not interested in “Sinter Klaas,” hagelslag and voetbal.  Feeling like they have to adapt their interests in order to get along with people at home may cause them to feel insecure.

  1.  New Life Resistance

On the other hand, you may find that your kids are having a blast being back home and do not want to return to their new country.  Maybe they feel that at ‘home’ they have more in common with their peers, and/or they like the culture/customs better. Leaving at the end of the holiday could cause your children to feel sad and/or lonely.

Once you are aware of the possible issues your children could be facing, there are some key things you can do to help them before, during and after your visit.

  1.  Prepare in advance

Help your kids cope with their feelings by being prepared in advance.  Talk to your kids about how they can expect things to be different, and reminisce about how things once were.  Alert your kids that their old-friends may now have different interests, and explain why others may not want to hear all about life abroad.

  1.  Stay active within moderation

Keeping an active schedule during your trip can also help.  Take time to do things that your kids are interested in and enjoy.  Too much down-time (or time spent shopping, driving, etc.) may heighten any negative feelings they may be experiencing.  Having said that, remember that some down-time is definitely needed so that your kids do not get overwhelmed and exhausted.  Everything in moderation!

  1.  Allow space for sharing feelings

Before, during and after your trip, talk to your kids! Provide a dialogue in which your children can express memories (both good and bad) of their previous home. Give them the opportunity to express how they have witnessed things that have changed.  Acknowledge how they may be feeling due to these changes, whether it be sadness, frustration, and/or a sense of loss. Share with them your own feelings about what you see around you, so that they know they are not alone in their thoughts.

  1.  Lend support when needed

If your children are having a hard time with the idea of returning to their host country, remind them why you are going back while acknowledging what they are feeling. You probably have mixed feelings as well, so let them know that it is normal to feel that way. Mention to them all the positive aspects of their life in their host country, and most importantly, help them feel supported by your nuclear family-unit so that they do not feel alone and/or insecure about returning.

Remember that what your kids are going through is normal– and probably expected to some extent– so being prepared can help make the most of your holidays.  If you feel that your child is really struggling or that you do not have the ability to help the situation, it may be time to consult a professional.

Original content by: Kate Berger

Kate Berger, MSc, is a child and adolescent psychologist, consultant, speaker and the founder of The Expat Kids Club which provides counsel to youngsters and, their families via individual and corporate consultation. For more information about Kate and the services she offers, please see: www.expatkidsclub.com.​

For many, the opportunity to live abroad is a dream come true. And really, who wouldn’t be excited about the chance to develop a deeper knowledge of a new culture, its people, traditions, and foods. The possibility of exploration is one of the great draws for many expats; it was certainly one of the biggest attractions for me when I followed my husband as an accompanying partner many years ago. One of our first explorations as expats was a road trip to southern California. I remember being excited about everything from the exotic names on the road signs to the size of the freeways to the magnificence of the coastline. This was the life!

And we did take the opportunity to go exploring at the beginning of our expat stay, but, after a few years and three kids later, I learned that the expat lifestyle was not all adventure and exploration. As a matter of fact, there have been long periods of time where I felt like being an expat prevented me from exploring new places. I felt like I didn’t see much of anything new at all. Who would have thought that that would ever be the case?

Part of the problem for us was that whatever extended time off we had, we would go home to see family. It was important to us that the kids know their grandparents and cousins. So, we ended up mostly visiting familiar places and seeing familiar faces. Strangely though, as time passed, I started to feel like a visitor in my own home country — I was home but I was also a visitor and an outsider. It was an odd feeling.

As a matter of fact, even though I really wanted to go home, to whole proposition came to be a bit of a struggle. There was a lot of lugging suitcases around and fitting everyone into guest bedrooms of various sizes, sleeping on mattresses on the floor and never really staying long enough in one place to relax or feel at home, never staying long enough to satisfy everyone’s needs.

In addition, there was an economic aspect of the situation that we hadn’t really considered. Never had I imagined that we would end up spending most of our travel budget on going home. We were supposed to be exploring new places, eating exotic foods and meeting new people. Instead, we were pretty much doing the exact opposite: going home, eating old favorites and seeing as many friends and family members as we could. It’s a bit ironic when you think about it.

There came a point when I got so burnt out by making the long trek home, three kids in tow, that I seriously considered moving back home. I didn’t want to have to ever take that 11-hour plane trip again — I felt like I would explode if I had to pack another suitcase or think about any of the logistics you have to consider when traveling for any length of time with a large number of people (read kids).

We never did move back and as the kids got older, traveling became easier. Now the biggest challenge is to find a time when everyone can be at the same place at the same time which is easier said than done. As for the bags – the kids pack their own!

By: Felicia Shermis

As adults, so much of how we see ourselves is tied to our professional lives. “What do you do?” is one of the questions we ask when first getting to know someone. When we get that question we typically take it to mean: “what’s your job?” not “what are your interests?” Your profession gives you an instant identity; it lets people know who you are without too much explanation, and it provides a framework for a good part of our everyday lives. For one, we spend a lot of time at work, it’s also a place where we have a defined role and we know in what capacity we are needed. And last but not least, work provides social connections and context.

If so much of our identity has to do with our professional life and the context it provides us, it’s no wonder we can feel lost when leaving our known surroundings to start fresh somewhere else. All of a sudden we are tasked with creating a new context to define who we are and what our everyday life looks like. In my experience this can be scary and liberating all at once.

And indeed, for most of us, there are some ups and downs during the first year of living abroad – you may have heard of the “expat adjustment cycle” and its four stages. Most expats get through the first year with some dips and some highs and most struggle at some point with “learning how to be” in their new environment – be it by trying to figure out their new work environment, or as an accompanying partner adjusting to being without a work-identity.  

I had to leave my job when we first moved overseas for my husband’s expat assignment and it was a tough decision to make. This was my first real post-college job and I liked it. I had made friends and I felt good about my role there. But, it seemed to me that the adventure that was surely in store for us would be worth the leap. I didn’t give much thought to what it would actually be like to arrive in a new country and not have a job, or any social or professional connections. I had thought even less about the fact that my husband would be very busy getting settled in his new work environment.

So while my husband was busy with work and getting to know his new colleagues, I felt increasingly isolated and like I was losing my identity. He was working hard on fitting in at his new job, and I was trying to figure out what I was all about without a job. We were definitely at different ends of the “getting-settled” spectrum. In addition, I was now completely dependent on my husband financially, which was an unusual feeling since I had been pretty self-sufficient with money since I landed my first summer job at age 14.

It’s interesting to me now (20 years later) that I hadn’t really considered the implications before leaving. I was simply not aware, I didn’t know about culture shock as a concept and I hadn’t considered what happens when you alter your family and work dynamic. We also didn’t have a support system in the new location and because this was pretty much pre-internet, we didn’t have the online resources that are available today.

Once I started working after a year and a half of taking classes at my local junior college, I felt like I had a lot to prove – I wanted to have a professional identity and to be part of a larger context. It took a while to get to a point of feeling at ease with my new job and there were moments of misunderstandings and confusion that were directly related to cultural differences. It wasn’t always easy – it definitely took some “work to figure out work”. I learned to rely on a few key persons for guidance and I probably asked one too many questions on occasion, but it was the next phase of my expat life and for that I was happy!

By: Felicia Shermis

Vacation time is, in my view, one of the biggest pieces in trying to make the expat life puzzle work. I wonder if it isn’t also one of the least discussed topics pre-departure. I know for a fact it was for me — I hadn’t given it a single thought before following my husband as an accompanying partner. Yet, once in place, I realized that the amount of vacation time my husband had greatly impacted the way we planned and lived our life. Pretty quickly, vacation time came to represent something different from what I was used to.

Maybe it’s not so strange that we forget to think and talk about time off before heading out on expat assignment – there are so many more tangible action items to deal with, like finding a place to live and signing up for health insurance, that taking the time to consider what your vacation time will mean in practical terms, falls to the side. It’s hard to imagine beforehand what the impact will be once you are in place, far from friends and family.

I think part of the problem is that the vacation time you are entitled to while living as an expat comes to represent something more than just being able to go on vacation. It represents the amount of time you have to visit home, it represents time for exploring new places and it represents time you can devote to visitors. It can also become a representation of missing out — on occasions and people.

If you are a working partner, you may have to be prepared to wave goodbye to your family every summer as they take extended time off to go back home while you stay behind, able to join only for a week or two. As the accompanying partner, you may have to get used to “going it alone” a bit more than you normally would.

The times when I have been on the working end of the vacation issue have further highlighted how difficult it is to make it all work. My first job living abroad was at a startup company. I had two weeks off, along with a few federal holidays — that was it. It was almost impossible to cobble together a decent trip back home, it was even harder to enjoy it and it was a beast to get back to the office, jet-lagged and trying to catch up.

I gave up my job when I had my second child — I simply could not imagine putting him in a daycare facility at ten weeks old, which I would have had to do in order to keep my position. I was fortunate in that we had the economic means for me to stay home. I had no idea what the maternity leave policies were when heading out as an expat. I don’t know that it would have been a deal-breaker had I been more knowledgeable. However, I do know now that it would have been a useful topic to be knowledgeable about. After all, policies like vacation time and sick leave, or maternity and family leave, directly impact how you can live your life.

We all know that policies regarding vacation time and other time off affect the quality of life, whether living abroad or not. Rules vary from country to country and it’s worth spending the time figuring out what they are, as well as giving thought to what they would mean in practical terms. It’s likely that once you live as an expat, the meaning of “vacation time” will morph into something other than “time to go on vacation”.

By: Felicia Shermis

Yvonne Ericsson is a Swede who’s been calling Silicon Valley home for the past seven years. Yvonne and her husband Jörgen decided to relocate to Silicon Valley with their two children when Jörgen was offered an expat contract with his then employer Cisco. I have known Yvonne casually for a few years and was curious about what her relocation experience has been like. What’s been hard and easy? What’s it been like to make friends, get a job and help the kids get settled?

I meet Yvonne at the very end of spring at her new place of employment, a company called Nonobject, located in downtown Palo Alto. She wasn’t really supposed to work here, but rather had inquired about an internship in order to learn more about her new passion — graphic design. She came out of the initial meeting with a month-long internship AND a paid position as a marketer and event planner. It’s probably prudent to add here that Yvonne has been running her own business for the past few years, planning events and company visits for organizations and companies that want to get a taste of what Silicon Valley is all about. Some notables that she has hosted include Beiersdorf Inc., as well as delegations from both the Swedish and Norwegian Royal Houses.  

As she tells me the story of how the position at Nonobject happened, I can’t help but think that it says a lot about how she goes about life in general, and how she tackles challenges in particular. Her attitude is one of action, with the thinking that the worst that can happen is a “No”, or a “ Well, that didn’t work.” For an expat getting settled in a new country, this is an invaluable mindset. I think most global citizens will agree that being in a completely new environment requires constantly challenging and daring oneself — whether it’s gathering up the courage to start speaking the language, looking for a job, getting to know locals or driving.

Yvonne grew up in Gothenburg (Sweden’s second largest city) and felt happy and content there. Leaving her hometown was never really on her mind, she was comfortable where she was. She had a large network of friends, a good marketing job at McKinsey & Company, and a close-knit family nearby.

While Yvonne never considered living and working abroad, Jörgen had always had his sights set on eventually ending up out of the country. Before relocating abroad, however, they moved in-country and left Gothenburg for Stockholm, which in itself was a big step for Yvonne.

Around the time of this move was when their first child was born. According to Yvonne, having a young child made making social connections and becoming a part of the local community easy. She says, “Children open doors in terms of social life, they provide a natural network.” Their second child was born a couple of years later and by then Yvonne felt at home in Stockholm.

In 2007, Yvonne decided to start her own business. “It was a good time for me,” she says and continues, “I felt secure with what I had to offer, I was confident in my abilities and I had a good professional network. And with two young children, this arrangement offered flexibility in terms of working hours.”

The kids were seven and ten when the family decided to move to Silicon Valley. “At that point, I felt pretty much done with running my own company. I had accomplished what I had set out to do and it was a good time for me to step back. In the end, the decision wasn’t that hard, I felt good about it,” Yvonne says.

That’s not to say she didn’t have concerns about moving to the US, or what it would be like to be far away from friends and family. Yvonne says, “I think Jörgen felt much more secure. He had gone to school in the US and had already traveled back and forth for work for a while. He knew the country and the culture a bit already.”

According to Yvonne, the fact that they viewed the relocation as a family project was a great advantage. She says, “We became a true team as parents. This was not just a ‘job-thing’ for Jörgen — this was a move for the whole family. Jörgen took a lot of time in the beginning to make sure we got settled, to help with the practical day-to-day, such as setting up bank accounts and doing homework with the kids.” Yvonne herself decided to not work during the first few months so that she could focus on helping the children settle.

When I ask her about how they told the kids about the move and what the kids’ reactions were, she says it wasn’t all that dramatic. The family went to Silicon Valley for a visit during ski-week to look at houses and schools. At that time they told the kids that if they all liked it they would consider moving here. She adds, “Our philosophy in general is that the family’s main focus is not based on what the kids want (no kid wants to leave their friends and family if asked) because ultimately, we the parents have to make the decisions that are the best for the family as a whole.”

Looking back, she says the kids were at pretty good ages when they left — seven and ten. They decided that they would start school with their age groups, rather than try to match their grades from home, even though that meant each of them skipping a grade. And school was tough in the beginning, especially math was a struggle. Yvonne says, “They were a couple of years behind in math. Learning the language, however, was relatively easy. Although, I know my youngest was pretty quiet for a while until she felt she had full command. The eldest dove right in.”

Yvonne thinks it was beneficial to the kids that they moved right after the Swedish schools let out for the summer. She says, “We had the whole summer to explore and get used to our new surroundings. The kids got to hear the language. We made sure we had a fun summer, and I think that was a good way to start — for all of us really.”

When it comes to settling and getting acclimated during those first months, Yvonne mentions two things that were particularly helpful: the expat package they received from Cisco and a connection Yvonne made with a Swedish woman, Sara, who had arrived in Silicon Valley a couple of years prior. The Cisco package included some of the usual benefits such as health insurance, help with paperwork, and assistance with finding a house. But what really made an impact was access to tutoring. Yvonne says, “As a family, we got a certain number of hours of tutoring paid for, and that was a tremendous help. The kids and I signed up and it was a difference maker, it helped us get over the hump.”

“Socially, I got a fantastic start,” Yvonne says, and continues, “I met Sara pretty much right away. She was in the driveway to our house, banana bread in hand, welcoming us to the community. She shared generously of both her knowledge of how things work here, as well as her network of friends. She became my secure spot. It didn’t hurt that she had twins the same age as my son, so we had that to bond over as well.”

We talk about how Yvonne has aimed to copy Sara’s model of generosity and she is now often in touch with Swedes who are preparing to come to Silicon Valley, or who have just arrived. “I want to pay it forward because it was such a great help to me. I want to be able to make a difference to people arriving here,” she says. She goes on to tell me that they are about to host a dinner for a newly arrived couple.

Even though they got a great start, it still took several years to feel like full participants in their new community. She says, “You are constantly a step behind, especially the first year, mostly because you are not aware of how and when to sign up for activities, or which paperwork you need to complete first in order to get the necessities taken care of. You are not yet in the system, which means everything takes extra time. The second year is when you can enjoy life a little more freely, and by year three we started to feel like this was home. I definitely recommend staying at least two years to get a fuller experience.”  

Seven years in, the family is fairly settled, they have bought a house, the kids are completely immersed in school, they have good friends and are involved in plenty of activities. Both Yvonne and Jörgen are working and have full social lives. Yet, Yvonne says the close friendships they have built here are all with Europeans, and mostly with Swedes. She says, “Americans are very nice and easy to talk to, but harder to get to know on a deeper level. We should have more American friends, but it hasn’t turned out that way.”

Yvonne continues, “One simple reason is that there is a big, very active Swedish community here, so it’s easy to make connections while at the same time avoiding some of the known barriers, such as language and cultural differences. Also, as Swedish expats we often face the same kinds of issues or concerns, which means we have some immediate ‘bonding material’.” She wonders if there isn’t also an aspect that has to do with the locals’ point of view, that maybe it doesn’t make sense to invest that kind of time and effort in someone who is only here temporarily.

Yvonne continues, “Having said that, there is an amazing sense of community among Americans and if there is ever an emergency or a need for help, you can count on getting it. When my daughter ruptured her appendix, there was a tremendous outpouring of support from parents at school. There were food lists for bringing us dinner, and another sign-up for driving my son to practice. I have never experienced anything like it.”

Yvonne clarifies that it’s not that they don’t have local friends but that the deeper friendships are with fellow expats. She thinks it’s actually very important to try to mix it up, or you won’t be able to become part of the local culture. And that would be a mistake because there is so much to learn from each other. She gives the example of how people are really good at seizing the day here: going to the beach, or for a hike if the weather is nice, or having spur-of-the-moment casual dinners with friends. She appreciates that mindset and feels it has enriched her life.

While on the subject of social and cultural immersion, we drift on to the topic of the attitude surrounding drugs here in California, which has been one of the tougher things to come to terms with for both of us. As Swedish mothers of teenagers, we both struggle with the very relaxed views towards drugs like marijuana. We have grown up in a society where this was seen as a gateway drug to harder drugs, not a party drug to be used recreationally. Figuring out how to navigate that cultural divide has been difficult.

I ask Yvonne what her thoughts are on the subject of staying or going back home. It’s a question I have personally struggled with for as long as I have been here (and I am on my 23rd year). She says that their mentality is to take one year at a time; adding that for now they are here and they are determined to make the most of it. For the kids’ sake, they have decided to not make it an ongoing conversation, but rather a decision they will make if and when they feel the need. She sees no point in having the kids wondering and being insecure about where they are going to live, so what the kids know is that this is where they are and this is where they are making plans. She summarizes, “For as long as we are here, it’s 100% here.”

Yvonne says that what she misses from back home is the simple stuff like being able to have dinner with her dad, or going to certain stores. Keeping in touch with people is easy these days, so that’s not a big problem. Obviously, when someone gets sick or there is an emergency, that’s hard and that is something all expats struggle with. It’s part of the equation of living far away from home, and it’s the type of issue that you have to deal with as it arises.

As for right now, Yvonne mostly sees the positives of living here. She says, “There are many life stories and a melting pot of cultures here in Silicon Valley, and it’s a huge advantage to be part of that, not just for me but maybe even more so for my kids. They have become global citizens and that is something they will always carry with them.”

By: Felicia Shermis

About a year and a half ago I interviewed Danielle Kim about her upcoming move back to South Korea after having lived in the United States for most of her adult life. Back then we discussed her concerns about moving her children who were in elementary school, and her hopes for reconnecting with family back home. I caught up with her at the end of 2017 to see how the move had gone, and what life is like now that they have had time to settle in Seoul.

Q – You have been back in Seoul for about 15 months, what’s your experience been like – what does your daily routine look like and how is it different from when you lived in the US?

A – Life is much easier now. The kids take a school bus that stops right in front of our apartment and my son rides his bike to martial arts class twice a week. It’s quite amazing that I let him do that since drivers here can be a bit crazy. He has a cellphone now that he’s in middle school so that helps with letting him have a little more freedom.

In general, my life-balance still leans towards the kids’ needs rather than my own. I have been trying to get back into my professional field – glass blowing – to find something meaningful to do other than being a mom, but that’s proven to be not so easy.

Food is cheaper here and very good, so I find I cook less than I did in the US. There is also more nightlife among the moms and my friends and that has been a lot of fun. In general I would say life is busier and there is a lot of stress, but weirdly I find I have less time to get depressed. I love being with my family and speaking my own language.

Q – When we last spoke one of your biggest concerns had to do with your children adjusting to a different educational environment – how have they adjusted? Are academic expectations different? What about the parents’ roles in school, are you expected to be involved and volunteer?

A – I would say my kids are still adjusting. Academically it’s harder here with many kids excelling over their grade level. My older son had a rough time last year because one boy bullied him. Once one boy started, others tagged along as a group. Luckily my son is pretty positive and confident, and he doesn’t mind too much what others think of him so that has made moving forward easier. It seems to me that there is more of a group mentality here, and people are less willing to accept differences.

The group mentality is evident among adults as well. For example, parents would love to help and volunteer, but they hate to stand out so the level of volunteering is lower. It’s hard to find a room mom because there is more criticism and less appreciation. It’s not that the moms aren’t nice, it’s just that it seems that most of them are more comfortable as a group, rather than as individuals.

The academic standards here are very high and I have found that many of the parents are unhappy if their kids are performing at an average level. I keep wondering if I am doing alright as a mom, hoping I am on the right track.

Q – How about language, have your children picked up Korean?

A – Both my children are taking Korean as a second language. My older son is catching up a little faster than my younger who is quieter and shier.

Q – If you would give advice to someone relocating with children, what would it be?

A – I think the biggest thing is to give your children time and to not lose your own center for what you know is right. Don’t be swayed too much after chatting with a group of moms for example. Let your children be themselves and slowly find what is meant for them. I have built a habit of letting things depend on the kids trying different things to see what works and suits their character.

Q – What was the hardest when you first arrived?

A – The hardest has been starting over with making friends. I miss my old pals back in Seattle so much. Most of them I have known for ten years. It takes a lot of time to build those kinds of relationships.

It has also been hard to adapt culturally. I feel like I am somewhere between American and Korean. The way I observe and think is different from many Korean moms and sometimes it gives me difficulties – expressing an opinion in a group can turn pretty awkward. For example, when we had a problem on my son’s basketball team with aggressive behavior and I voiced concern, the other moms found it very uncomfortable when I spoke up and did not want to hear what I had to say. Even the head coach was hesitant to address the problem. I find myself adjusting by speaking less in these kinds of group settings.

Q – What is your social life like – do you have old friends that you have reconnected with? Is there a big difference between social life in South Korea and the US?

A – I have been trying to reconnect with old friends but have found that it’s not so easy to find common ground any more. When I left for the US we were on the same page and shared ideas. Now I feel like we have grown apart and that we get together more for the sake of getting together.

When we lived in the US most of our social life with other Koreans happened in church. We had something that united us. Looking back, that was a good basis for building deeper relationships.

A big difference between Americans and Koreans is the concept of small talk; there is much less small talk here. Saying hi to strangers is another thing you don’t really do in Korea. Now that I’ve been here for a while I can appreciate the benefits of small talk – it comes in handy when trying to get to know someone new.

Q – One of the reasons you gave for moving back was to be able to spend more time with family – have you been able to spend time with family? Has it been what you expected?

A – Yes, it is totally what I expected. I am so happy I get to spend time with my family, with all that that entails – not just the happy parts but also some of the rougher patches of getting to know people and re-building relationships. I went golfing with my parents and we had so many laughs and came home tired. To me, that is much better than just chatting. On the other end of the spectrum, I had a big fight with my sister. I know it all has to do with us getting used to each other again. Because I was away for so long I appreciate being able to have that kind of interaction as well. It wouldn’t have been possible if I still lived in the US, we wouldn’t have been close enough to get into a fight.

Q – What are some of the things you wish you had considered before departing?

A – I must say some of the laws; from opening a cell phone account, to tax details, to laws about enlisting my sons in the army. Because my sons hold dual passports they have to serve in the military here when they turn 18. Many Koreans choose to give up their Korean citizenships because of this and go back to the US.

Q – How do you feel about your sons doing mandatory military service, what would it entail?

A – Military service here is 22 months long and it is challenging, both physically and mentally. We haven’t made a final decision yet on what we are going to do. I think we are leaning towards staying here, after all we just got here and I feel ambivalent about giving up our citizenships. Also, I do feel obligated to send my kids, in part because we have close family members here who don’t have a choice in the matter. It is something to think about for sure.

Q – What do you miss about the US?

A – What I miss most about living in the US is how there is a respect for different people and how diversity is cherished. Still, I feel more at home here.

Q – Finally, you have repatriated to the country where you grew up and where you have your family – does it feel like you are home?

A – Yes! The streets and air are dirtier than in Seattle. Drivers honk and swear like New Yorkers. But I feel at home – a home in need of some adjusting perhaps…

By: Felicia Shermis

Read first interview here.

My oldest daughter is finishing up her last semester of undergrad studies – it’s a busy time of life, and an exciting one. Not only is she taking the last of her classes, she’s also starting the application process for her postgrad programs, with all that that entails of deciphering websites, meeting deadlines, gathering references, sending transcripts and getting recommendations. And as if that’s not enough she has to figure out the process of moving and what to do with all the stuff she has accumulated over the last few years. As is often the case when confronted with a big life change and a leap into the unknown, she is excited and anxious all at once. Sound familiar to anyone?

I was visiting her this past week and we spent a lot of time talking about the possibilities of the future. She was trying to get my input on what to do. In all honesty, I didn’t feel like I could be of much help, other than to offer generalities and some tried and true mom-advice, such as the importance of being well prepared and researched, and to not compare apples to oranges when going through her lists of pros and cons – I am sure none of this was news to her! In the end, I am afraid I wasn’t of much use other than as a sounding board as she worked out various scenarios.

She has ideas of where she would like to end up but she won’t know for sure for quite a while. Depending on where she gets in, her living circumstances will vary vastly. The only known right now is that she will be moving at the end of the semester. It could be a warm or a cold place, an expensive city or a more affordable town. For all she knows she could end up abroad.

It strikes me that it’s a situation not dissimilar from that of many expats – where paperwork is plenty, unknowns many and real answers not always readily available. And even though more than 2 million students apply for grad school in the US each year, there does not appear to be a comprehensive support system in place. In fact, from what I can tell, every school has its own process, and within each school, individual departments bring their own twists as well. It’s confusing as heck and that’s just the start of it.

When I dropped off my daughter at her apartment last night before catching my flight home I still didn’t have much to offer in the way of help or advice. The best I could do was another mom-generality: “the worst that can happen is that you don’t like it, but if you don’t try you’ll never know”.

I am not sure how useful that one was, but it was what I had at the time.

By: Felicia Shermis