Exactly one year ago today we moved to England.
My friends often ask me “Do you miss germany?”.
That’s easy to answer.
No, no I don’t.
I live in a beautiful place , where the people smile when
they see you, & it doesn’t matter if you know them or not,
they will stop & say “good morning, isn’t this a nice day?”
They always offer to carry your shopping to the car ,
they will go out of their way to open a door for you,
& no one rolls their eyes at a crying baby.
We have a beach & we have a forest, horses and cows,
& most important, we have ducks we can feed.
The only thing I miss?
Family & Friends.
But they visit, & so do we.
Yesterday I got up at night,
to have some time to knit & sew,
& someone I used to know a long time ago
told me that I am going to get divorced soon,
& that I had an average 1:14 chance of this marriage lasting.
To that I replied
“Well, Anthony & me love each other more than -average-”.
I cringed at my own reply,trust me i did,
but , it’s true. I simply know that we
are going to spend our life together.
It was getting late, so I sneaked back into the bedroom,
& l layed down between “our boys” , as Emi & me call them.
Emi,at this point, had moved out of our bed and into her own bed,
which is in our bedroom,too. It’s really quite crowded now, &
it makes me so happy.
I could not imagine this any other way.
I might miss a few people from germany,
but what we have here is just so much better.
Also, rocks just waiting to be painted, from our beach:
