Three years ago today, I stepped onto a plane
with two suitcases and a stomach full of butterflies. I landed on a new
continent, without even an apartment arranged, without a single friend,
and somehow managed to carve out an existence working in a career that
had nothing to do with my diploma. It was terrifying, lonely, often
painful... and utterly marvelous. What was supposed to last only nine
months ended up becoming permanent. I look at the past three years, the
amazing places I've seen, the precious friendships I've made, the love I've lost, the love
I've found, the lessons learned... the evolution of my character. Here's
to my beautiful, complicated, adopted country. Je t'aime, la France.
22 September 2012
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