We’re moving in exactly 1 month and 2 days. I’m sad about it. Real sad. Don’t get me wrong, I’m super excited to moving back to America. To our friends and family. I’m very much looking forward to going home. But I will miss Scotland deeply.
So in honor of our 4 and a half years here in Scotland, I wanted to make a list of the things that I will miss about Scotland and about living in Scotland. There are plenty of things I won’t miss, but I thought I’d keep this list more positive than my pregnancy overdue top ten list. 🙂
In no particular order, I will miss:
– Scottish green grass.
-The rainbows.
– The accents.
-Alanna’s preschool- she loves it there, and she loves Mrs. Maclean, her teacher.
-My Scottish friends, most of all, Fran.
-Mulled wine in the winter
-Christmas village on Princes street during Christmastime.
-Long long days during summer.
-Walking to Tesco.
-Heck, getting Tesco to deliver my groceries to my doorstep for only £3.50 (about 5 dollars). I will really miss that!!!
-Seeing people all bundeled up walking- they love to walk here!
-The bike path behind our house.
-All of the fun day trips that are to be had here.
-The castles.
– Our house, especially the room that I made for Cole, just for him.
-The breathtakingly gorgeous sunsets.
-Walking Alanna to and from school. Even in the rain.
-Seeing all of the children walking to school in their school uniforms.
-Our church- what an amazing group of people.
– Roundabouts.
– I’ll miss Edinburgh- what a pretty city.
-Sleeping with the windows open year round (yes, even in winter, I get really hot at night!)
-The air just smells cleaner here.
-I know I’ll miss a good Scottish rainy day (that one may take awhile to miss though!)
-The amazing water that we drink right out of our tap.
-The scenery.
-Meeting up with friend for a cuppa.
-British humor on TV.
-Mark and Miranda- what lifesavers they have been as far as Christian community is concerned.
-My photography business- it has just started to pick up in the last 3 months- fab timing!!
-Hearing the use of the word, “wee,” incessantly in conversation.
-I swear the sky is bluer here than anywhere else in the world.
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Though far frae thee, my native shore,
And tossed on life’s tempestuous ocean,
My heart-aye Scottish to the core-
Shall cling to thee wi’ warm devotion.
And while the waving Heather grows,
And onward rows the winding river,
The toast be “Scotland’s broomy knowes,
Her mountains, rocks, and glens forever!”































