A birthday weekend in Amsterdam
This blog was originally created for my own convenience of being able to update everyone at once of my adventures in France and journeys through Europe. And, it’s still true! It will still serve that purpose seeing I have some very exciting travels starting tomorrow when I pick Rhiannon ( :))))) up from the Charles De Gaulle Airport at 9 am! But what is no longer true, is that I will be returning to this country of wonder come September. C’est vrai— I have once again fallen victim to my tried-to-be-rid-of motto, “Change your mind.”
I remember my freshman year of highschool, I ripped this very phrase out of a magazine at a salon. I can still see it; plain black font on a white background. I believe my mistake was that I hung it up in my room on my bulletin board. Kind of like “You are what you eat.” Just maybe we “are what we see.” …everyday. Because changing my mind is something I do quite a lot.
Although, this change of plans wasn’t brought on just for the heck of it. There were reasons, I promise. Without going into any detail at all, I will just say that my heart no longer felt right in my decision to return. As of right now, I feel my presence will be much more ‘needed’ or ‘appreciated’ at home. I am not ‘needed’ in France at all. Being here was simply just because. And although it does pain me to know the Eiffel Tower will no longer be a train ride away, I know that it is not going anywhere. This beautiful city will always be waiting for me to return; which I someday will. No doubt. The family here was extremely understanding with my decision and in the end, it ended up working out good for all of us. They are planning some reorganization in their lives and everyone is happy. Only bad news… no puppy. Hmph.
And just because I won’t be returning, does not mean the traveling or adventures will cease. Never. I have the fever, I must admit. Just this adventure was not right for right now. And the next ‘right’ opportunity will indeed come at the right time. And let’s not forget that every day life is an adventure in its own.
And now that that is settled, I am now focusing my energy on the good of home. I am excited to be near mountains, hills, nature, the beach, my family, my friends, my dog, and mexican food. These things I have missed dreadfully. And the not so missed but equally as important; school and work! I think I am finally settled on a major to work towards. But as I just mentioned, I am one to change my mind. So, I won’t reveal the secret just yet for fear of once again looking a fool. But, I think this choice fits me the best so far.
And now! To my last 4 weeks in Europe with one of the best gals in the world.
Paris’ tulips have been replaced with the careful mess of roses; the shocking, vibrant colors exchanged for the sweet fragrance of bliss that clouds the streets I walk.
The distant whisper of home is amplified each day as the time between it and myself reduces in size. Although, with the knowledge of my return to Europe in the latter days of summer, this growing whisper no longer is a taunting one. The adventures shall continue.
School is drawing to an end, the light at the end of the tunnel is near. For this I shout a thanks to the heavens above. Interest and motivation for this language has momentarily subsided. I have vowed not to try and muster one more throaty R before the oral portion of my final exam. And for this exam, I again cry out to the heavens above, but this time I shout a plea of help.
Last night, I dreamt of my return home. All the people that I long to see were in it and my subconscious created the meetings, after months of separation, that I excitedly await to take place.
Tonight, after dinner, the kids and I took our dessert outside and made s’mores over a bonfire. After they went to sleep I lingered behind with a pile of wood, a book, and lots of time. I enjoyed kicking my shoes off and letting the fire warm my toes. It made me miss Carmel beach bonfires.
I have officially started my summer travel plans with none other than Rhiannon Marie Saunders. So far the itinerary looks as follows:
Paris —> Lamezia, Italy —> Barcelona, Spain —> Cork, Ireland —> England —> Paris —> HOME.
Also, there will be a new addition to the household come this September. New golden retriever pup : )