A post inspired by:
H- Home is Where the Heart is
I’m British but grew up all over the place, so for a long time nowhere felt like home. I feel quite bohemian.
Since I’ve had my kids, anywhere I am with them is fine by me as long as they’re happy.
I do feel a strong connection with France though and I have a special place in Portugal. I don’t know why but I feel at peace there, plus they adore children.
Also, I speak French fluently and haven’t got tired of confusing the French. When they hear me switching from English to French without accent, they think I am indeed French, hilarious.
I really wish that I could have traveled more so far in life. I guess both then and now my total lack of money is the main reason I’ve not gotten to see more of the world.
Life has plenty of surprises in store for us, I’ve certainly had my fair share.
You never know…
Thanks for your comment 🙂
Must be a strange feeling. I guess it reflects in your writing.
What a lovely picture? The special place?
yes 🙂
Ah, that explains the bohemian reference in one of your older posts.
I can’t imagine what that feels like but I’m transported when I read you. When you wrote about Corsica I felt I was right there with you, I’ve never been.
thank you:)
the bohemian mind writes beautifully
such a pleasure, your post appearing in my emails
Love the sunny beach pic 🙂
I love being in places where they clearly adore children and make them a priority!