I have finally accepted that I love Switzerland.
I love living here.
It doesn’t mean that I don’t love America or France. I do.
But, I know that I can’t leave Switzerland.
I can’t live without the mountains, the sound of cowbells, the calm, the respect, the politeness, the security, the beauty, the order, the cleanliness, the fresh air, the transportation system, the wonderful schools and all the other little and big things that make the quality of life in Switzerland so high.
Whenever we have been out of Switzerland since moving here, I find that I can’t wait to see my gentle sloping mountains covered with cows or snow depending on the time of year. I feel an instant calm and know that something deep inside me has finally settled. There is a stillness in me when before there was always an unexplained restlessness.
I am home.
The Jura drove me crazy with it’s small villages and sometimes small mentality. However, I have grown to appreciate the little things that I have here. Little things that have become so important to me. When I look at the wholeness of what is my life now, I quickly understand that even if it isn’t perfect it is pretty darn close.
I am happy here.
Happier than I have ever been in my life.
That is important.