Three Reasons Why You Need an Expatriation Coach
Let’s start at the very beginning. As an expatriate American, I’ve been where you are.... many, many times. Maybe I don't know the details of your situation, but I’ve still got a good idea of what you’re going through. You might believe me if I gave you an example. It's a simple little story with an odd title:
Moving Box No. 41:
Five years ago, I moved my belongings into 41 moving boxes. I know the exact number because I just stumbled on to the last one, No. 41, in preparation for my latest move to Luxembourg! Apparently, the contents were not of great importance since I had never bothered to reopen the box once it found its resting place in a dark corner of my walk-in closet.
I take a closer look as I pull it out. Hmmm. What’s written on the side here? -- oh, the moving company’s slogan, “Vous Allez Adorer Déménager!”. (You’re going to love moving house!)
Ooooh please! You’ve got to be kidding! I already have a sore arm from lifting and pushing these boxes around.....filled with…What?…..Stones? No, worse! Books!
I’m going to love moving house?! Can we have a little truth in advertising?
Can you imagine your dentist saying, “You’re just going to love this root canal!”. Oh yes, the blinding white light, the sound of the drill and the dull ache which will follow.
Anyway, back to the boxes…..Before I open the last one, I check the box number against a Word document which I had made to keep track of the contents:
Box No. 41: Office, Personal photos and correspondence (pre- email days when people actually wrote letters to each other.)