I'm a born New Zealander though I trace my forebears to Scotland. When living up there, I was asked in earnest by a pom as to how I saw myself. A Scotsman who was back home or a New Zealander living in Scotland. The easy reply came straight out, a New Zealander of course. It shocked me that I could have been mistaken for or could have passed as one of them. As I wander around a bit, I am left with the impression that, no matter what the circumstances, we still hold our country of birth in a special standing, it sort of goes right to our core.
If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, you've just high-sided!
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