The holidays are upon us and as usual life gets pretty busy. This past year you may have noticed a lot less posts here. I made a conscious decision last year to live my life more in the present and out in the world instead of in front of my computer. Hence, less time typing all my silly thoughts and political ramblings.
But…I don’t want to end 2015 without wishing all of my readers the very best in the year to come. I just finshed reading The Nightinglale, a story about World War II and the occupation of France. While some of it was certainly cliché, I found that I really couldn’t put the book down.
Growing up in Canada, I was protected from the horrors of the Nazi regime. In school, I hated history and geography and was bored to tears.
As most of my readers know, I have a soft spot for France and reading this book really put me there in 1942. Now that I live in Europe, these stories become more real to me. I can see the landscape like it was part of my backyard. No swimming pool or wood fence but instead an apple orchard and stone walls.
I’ve realized that I have in fact become European. When did that happen? And although Canada is still in my blood, I find my soul is at home here in Europe. It is where I belong, for better or worse.
People often ask me if I will ever move back to Canada. My answer is always the same, “never say never”. Who knows what the future holds. For now, I know that I have a lot more I want to learn, see and do in Europe and that leaving now is unthinkable.
I’ve carved out an imperfect life here that challenges me to grow, change and learn and complain as I may, it is my destiny of choice.
Thank you everyone who has stood by me and cheered in my corner. Even if we don’t always agree, it is nice to know that there are people out there who care enough to comment and share their own experiences, good or bad.
Wishing everyone enough of everything to keep you honest, hungry and curious but never desperate, starving or bored.
Peace and love for 2016