Perfectly Imperfect

The Swiss experience is not shaping up to be exactly as I had imagined it.  I pictured myself sitting in a lovely cafe with the alps as my backdrop, writing, thinking and perfecting my chic European look.  The reality is more like this…me walking aimlessly in the grocery store for the 283rd time this month, list writing, and perfecting my “I’m going to nod and pretend that I know what you’re saying to me Mr. Swiss German, but I really don’t have a clue” look.  Somewhere along the way there has been a disconnect between what I imagined and my reality. 

It makes a soul weary, this imagined life.  I grow weary of the desire for perfection.  The desire for every situation to be flawlessly planned and perfectly executed.  For the end result to measure up.  For me to measure up.

I want to practice reality and not regret, imperfection and not the impossible. Where real life is better and messier and more complex and far richer than anything I ever imagined.  I wish that for you too.



  • Suz

    Thank you for your thoughts.

    I would have done the same thing as far as imagining my picture-perfect life. Sometimes having no expectations is better.

    Things will get better. You will start to understand the language and not feel so lost and alone. Maybe you could take a language class. I am sure there are other ex-patriots in the same boat as you.

    Chin up!

  • Anonymous

    Chin up!
    I love your blog which I read regularly (I found you through Chatting at the Sky), not least BECAUSE of your move to Switzerland. I am Swiss, living abroad since 1995, following with real interest your exploration of my country.
    Once your are settled, you might want to check into some Swiss German classes (not to ‘learn’ the language, you are better off learning standard German, but to ‘crack the code’), Migros Schule could be an option.
    And, of course, with the warmer weather approaching, it can do wonders to leave Zurich towards the Ticino, Graubunden, Valais… Do your family hike? Bike?
    Welcome to Switzerland
    PS If you need specific advice, you can contact me privately at
    mollinedo followed by the number five at yahoo dot com

  • Perhaps if I end up in Switzerland, we can meet halfway and practice our language barrier looks together…in a quaint cafe with the Alps in the background. We can start a book: Memoirs of a Swiss Miss. 🙂 Hang in there!


  • rae

    Needed this. Thanks Sissy.


  • Anita

    I found you through Chatting at the Sky and your words ring clear to my soul because I have the same deep hunger for perfection. It’s taken me too many years to wake up to the truth that on this side of Eden, we will always remain hungry for what we were created for…that makes me mad, but glad too, because of the hope of heaven’s perfection.
    I feel a kinship with you because of living in Europe–Ireland, now, for 14 yrs, and on my way to teach ESL in Poland. Been to Switzerland several times and LOVE it–and yes, Europe is wonderful and charming but still real life!

  • PS–and yes, there’s ALWAYS time for tea!