I can't say I feel settled yet, but I'm not pining for Switzerland either. It's strange, this emotional no-man's-land. Next Tuesday school will be over and the girls and I will be free to explore. I'm sure that will help.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
This American Life
It's taken two months, but the feeling of having moved onto Wisteria Lane on the outskirts of Springfield is beginning to fade. It may not be fair, but I've found it difficult to shed these caricatures of American culture. They're just so true — and not. The other night Emma and Mouse went chasing after the ice cream truck, money in hand. The Captain and I smiled wistfully after them. It was a memory we could never have given them in Switzerland, one that bridged a gap between our childhood and theirs. Minutes later the pair returned with popsicles as long as my forearm and, whamo, I was back in Springfield. Jeez Louise! Must everything be super-sized?
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