The words of Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" were heavy on my mind last Thursday morning as I hugged my Viking good-bye, turned Albert, Hermione, and Lebowski over to the KLM baggage rep, and then boarded that Boeing 737 in Billund, Denmark.
I was headed to Amsterdam for a quick stop (and a chance for Albert and the cats to visit the Schipol Pet Hotel) before heading across the Atlantic toward the place I used to call home.
It was a very bittersweet journey leading up to last Thursday morning because in order to go toward something, you have to leave something else behind. Although I will never admit to liking the Danish weather or the sometimes less than convenient way of life in Denmark, I did not say goodbye to Denmark, but rather VI SES.
And that is because on Thursday, May 9, 2013 I realized that I am truly a gal with two homes.
Yes, my address has now changed from Herning, Denmark to Bryan, Texas and my attire has drastically changed from hats, gloves and jackets to tank tops, sunglasses, and flip flops, but that's just geography and climate.
On June 17, 2008, I left my HOME in Texas and traveled to that unknown little land across the Atlantic and at that point, I think I felt a little homeless. But over time I learned to love the place I was living and the people with whom I was sharing my daily life and somewhere between June 17, 2008 and May 13, 2013, somewhere during the 1,787 days I was gone from Texas, Denmark became my home. It did not happen overnight or even at a point that I can actually remember, but somehow, over time, Denmark became my home.
But not because it is Mads' home.
Denmark became my home because I MADE IT MY HOME.
So now I am back in Texas, waiting on the arrival of my Viking, and anticipating his journey through the same process that I went through. I cannot wait until the day that he can wake up and say the same thing....that he is a man with two homes. Because it is a pretty amazing feeling.
I know I left "en lille smule" of myself in Denmark..... and more importantly, I know I brought back more than "en lille smule" of Denmark with me to Texas. Now let the next chapter begin!
Coming up next:
Our new home
My new job
and being in same time zone as my girls....Corrie, Jess, and Mom.
No. Actually Life is Pretty Freaking Great.