I am homesick for France. I knew it would happen. I just miss France. Just because I talk about things I don’t like in France doesn’t mean that I stopped loving her just as much as I always did. I talked often on this blog about things that I didn’t agree with in the States…however, I am and always will be American. I love both my countries. I am blessed to have two countries and cursed to always miss one of them. I hope that I can visit France within three years. I can’t imagine going longer without knowing her harmony and villages tucked into gentle fields.
I haven’t been blogging much because I just haven’t felt like it. It all happened so fast that I needed time to soak it all in. I needed time to start missing France and the life that I had to give up. It is never easy to make the decision to move to another country…I have done it twice in two and a half years. It was just too much.
I often see the streets of Strasbourg in my mind. I can hear the church bells and smell the warm bread. I miss the Vosges and the villages. I miss Strasbourg. I miss French coffee. I miss the little cars and the flowers everywhere. I really miss France.
So, please understand that when I write about things I think should change in France it is no different than the things that I have and will write about America. I will always love France. Always.
My family keeps saying…’I am so happy you are finally home.’ When I hear it I have to fight back the tears. I was never not home in France. Never. I have two home countries and I love both of them very, very much.
I carry France in my heart with a tenderness and love that will never fade.