Twenty-four years

Twenty-four years ago today, I arrived in New Zealand to stay and began my new life with Nigel. We always used to celebrate this anniversary as our own because it was when “we” began, and that made it important to us. This year’s is the first one without him, and I still have no idea how to do this—create a totally different life than the one we’d planned together. I at least know (hope?) that the next anniversary may not hurt quite as much.

Posts from previous, happier years:

Twenty Three Years Together (2018)

Twenty Two Years Together (2017)

Twenty One Years Together (2016)

Twenty Years Together (2015)

Surreal 19th Expataversary (2014)

Eighteen (2013)

The day that really mattered (2012)

Sweet sixteen (2011)

Fifteen (2010)

Fourteen (2009)

Lucky 13: Expataversary and more (2008)

Twelfth Anniversary (2007)

Eleven Years an Expat (2006)

Related:

Ex, but not ex- – A 2006 post about being an expat

Changing policies and lives – A 2011 post about becoming a permanent resident

12 years a citizen – A 2014 post about becoming a NZ citizen

Foreign-born human – A 2015 post re-examining the word “expat”

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