I must be weird...

As I was driving my son home from daycare today, I realized that I am exceptionally blessed. How many people have the opportunity to make this kind of move? While I have been scattered and trying to deal with the stress of the move and absence of my husband, I've completely ignored the wonder of it all.

I am not one of those francophiles who've been dreaming about living in France. I do not have a vision of what life will be like in france - despite 9 years of marriage to a frenchman, studying intercultural communication, as well as reading lots of books and blogs over the years.

Does that make me unimaginitative? No. It's just that I have enough to focus on right now and the present, as function of time posted, is a beautiful place to live.

It wouldn't be very brilliant to imagine what life will be like in a place that I have visited for less than 20 days. My most recent visit was over 9 years ago. However, to ignore the wonder of this moment in my life is criminal.

I felt so wonderful and at ease during the first week of my husband's absence, but for the past couple of days I have let myself get sucked into illness and self-pity.