The walls are bare. The shelves are empty. The tree is down. Only the fort still remains, a reminder that I still have a few memories to create before leaving.
It's been amazing.
From the depths of despair to the heights of friendship and love I have now reached, every second has been worth so much.
I did it.
Time to leave it behind. That's wrong. I'm not leaving it behind. It'll come with me. It's just time to move forward.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
My last day in 2009 was spent in Holland. Though I was completely surrounded by the most foreign of all languages, I totally felt like part of the family. Best of all, I said goodbye to 2009 with the person who helped make it so memorable. We ate lots of oliebollen , we went "ski blading", we played games, we lit fireworks, we hugged, we cried, and we planned.
My first day in 2010 was spent in Holland. A bike ride around the neighorhood, a visit to Oma's, looking at photo albums, the day was one big wave of nostalgia for my dear friend, and I was along for the ride. Now, back in France, we face the reality of saying goodbye one week from now.
Hello 2010. Please be kind.
My first day in 2010 was spent in Holland. A bike ride around the neighorhood, a visit to Oma's, looking at photo albums, the day was one big wave of nostalgia for my dear friend, and I was along for the ride. Now, back in France, we face the reality of saying goodbye one week from now.
Hello 2010. Please be kind.
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