|From this year's family Christmas card|
I hadn't been home in an entire year and I have to say that it felt very, very odd. In fact, I felt like a bit of a foreigner in my own hometown.
I marveled at all the big cars; I'd forgotten how spacious roads and parking spaces are.
I was honked at multiple times for sitting at a red light, waiting for it to turn green before turning right.
I had a few moments of overwhelm when faced with the sheer volume of choice at the grocery store.
And then I tried to bag my own groceries.
On more than one occasion, I slipped in a French word or phrase like when the nurse at the doctor's office told me to have a nice day; I automatically responded with à vous aussi.
These things are purely habit now, a function of being away so long, I suppose.
|An Ohio sunset|
|Look out America! We're coming back!|
We took a tour of Hannah's new school, got her registered, tied up some loose ends with our house and a number of other boring details involved in a move.
When it was time to return to Luxembourg Shawn had to stay for work so Christine, one of our dear family friends came back with me and the kids.
It's hard to believe that she was the flower girl in our wedding when she was just about Hannah's age.
We didn't do a whole lot while she was here.
Because, you know, JET LAG.
If you know me in real life or you've been reading here for a while, well, you know how I feel about jet lag. It swallows you whole and then spits you out into the sleeping pattern of a university student. Except that you can't carry on with this pattern because it's just not practical to sleep from 4 am until 1 pm.
But we did get to show her some of the beauty of Luxembourg.
And of course, we never send any visitor back home without a trip to The Chocolate House.
Thank you, Christine, for corralling my kids through the airports with me, playing with them, helping Hannah with her homework and introducing me to my new favorite fruit: the pitaya.
We love you and will see you soon!