My parents were originally from New Zealand. They gave up their citizenship when they left there and are now citizens of the country where I was born. When they passed away, I found myself wanting to get to know the country that is responsible for helping two great people get their start in the world. I visited once, and found myself thinking I would like to live their permanently. I began learning all that I could about a New Zealand PR application and what migrating there would entail. I really took it seriously.
I felt there was no reason to stay in the country that I was born in. I have no other family members, which means that there was nothing really holding me there. I do have a lot of friends there, but I also know that I can make friends anywhere. I have spent a lot of time focusing on work related things, so even though I do have friends, none of them are really very close to me. I felt myself feeling more of a pull of wanting more of a connection to a country that was very special in my parent’s eyes. I felt that connection might even help me feel closer to my parents who I had loved so much and for so long before they passed.
The process to move to another country isn’t all that hard. Perhaps the hardest part is waiting for all of your paper to be processed. This can take many months because of backlog, but that really isn’t a big deal. I was stunned recently after walking out to the mailbox to get my mail and opening a letter that stated that I am now welcome to move there after just six months of waiting. I am going to start looking for a new place to live and a job there as soon as possible.