it's strange... as you know, this isn't my homeland; I've already made the change that left behind my family, my friends, a good job, my own apartment, my car... I've really embraced living here though, and as I've tried to explain to my fiancé: leaving here is somehow
worse than leaving home, even, because I CHOSE to live here, and I like it, and I've really EARNED my life here - found jobs (even changed career), places to live, friends, learned about the city and the transport and the way of life... I really go through bad patches about it all; there are things that are going to be great about living in the US - principally being with my honey

- but there is going to be SO MUCH I miss about living here, and there's no way around that

makes it all that much worse when I read the bleatings of those narrow-minded people who go on about how lucky we are to be allowed in to the glorious country that is the US, and how EVERYONE is beating down the doors to get in... erm: no

thankfully, the visa that allows me to live here will also extend to a spouse, and my fiancé is well up for coming back here after a couple of years... we'll see what happens with that