every year, to make sure I never miss the opportunity to decorate my Christmas tree with my family.But this year has been different.
To avoid putting in unnecessary peril my mother, who has a high risk of developing severe COVID-19 if she contracts the virus, I have decided not to go back this year.Although I consider both Romania and the U.K.
to be my “home countries,” not being able to go back to the former has had a strange effect on my well-being. Almost as if I had a “migrant biological clock” that has been tampered with, I have been feeling strangely out of place and emotionally and socially “jet-lagged.”Normally, at this time of year, I would be somewhere else, speaking another language, bonding with people over different things in a.