This will be my last post in this blog, for the time has come to leave my fair city of love.
My quest to find employment was actually rather successful... My quest to renew my visa, however, was not. Due to some ridiculous changes in immigration laws, I was unable to renew my visa, and am now forced to return back to America. I am disappointed not to be staying in France, but.. a bit relieved at the same time.
I have created a new life for myself throughout the past two years living here. I've had crazy adventures, wonderful voyages, and developed quiet a few important relationships. I've had a mentality that my life is here. France is where I belong. Now that the reality of ending this chapter of my life has set in, I've begun to realize that I also belong in the States. I miss my family terribly. I've neglected more than a fair share of very important friendships. There are quite a number of things that I will be extremely happy about upon my return-- such as less administrative bullshit, not being a foreigner, no language barriers, and of course, not losing money because of a poor exchange rate. I'll be able to buy foods that I love, drive my car (once I renew my license, of course), celebrate major (and minor) holidays with my family, find a job much more easily, and get back in touch with my roots. I am sad to be leaving, though. I'll miss buying a fresh baguette, grabbing a café with my friends, roaming through narrow winding cobblestone streets, and leading a rather independent lifestyle.
I can honestly say that I have lived each day as if it were my last. I've done everything that I wanted to do, seen the sites I wanted to see, and developed relationships that I've only dreamed of having.
My heart holds a very special place for Paris, and always will. This city isn't going anywhere, and I can always come back. Perhaps in a year I will apply to do my masters here... or perhaps a company will sponsor my visa and I can make my glorious return. But, for the moment, I have to continue my great adventure known as life. I'm excited for a new chapter in my life to start. I have big dreams for myself, and expect many great things to come. Who knows, perhaps you will find me in New York City, or maybe back in Boston, or possibly on the West Coast? Nothing is certain, but I'm ready for whatever the future has in store for me.
And with that, my dear blog readers, I bid you a bittersweet goodbye. It's been the experience of a lifetime.
Je vous embrasse très fort,
Dena
My quest to find employment was actually rather successful... My quest to renew my visa, however, was not. Due to some ridiculous changes in immigration laws, I was unable to renew my visa, and am now forced to return back to America. I am disappointed not to be staying in France, but.. a bit relieved at the same time.
I have created a new life for myself throughout the past two years living here. I've had crazy adventures, wonderful voyages, and developed quiet a few important relationships. I've had a mentality that my life is here. France is where I belong. Now that the reality of ending this chapter of my life has set in, I've begun to realize that I also belong in the States. I miss my family terribly. I've neglected more than a fair share of very important friendships. There are quite a number of things that I will be extremely happy about upon my return-- such as less administrative bullshit, not being a foreigner, no language barriers, and of course, not losing money because of a poor exchange rate. I'll be able to buy foods that I love, drive my car (once I renew my license, of course), celebrate major (and minor) holidays with my family, find a job much more easily, and get back in touch with my roots. I am sad to be leaving, though. I'll miss buying a fresh baguette, grabbing a café with my friends, roaming through narrow winding cobblestone streets, and leading a rather independent lifestyle.
I can honestly say that I have lived each day as if it were my last. I've done everything that I wanted to do, seen the sites I wanted to see, and developed relationships that I've only dreamed of having.
My heart holds a very special place for Paris, and always will. This city isn't going anywhere, and I can always come back. Perhaps in a year I will apply to do my masters here... or perhaps a company will sponsor my visa and I can make my glorious return. But, for the moment, I have to continue my great adventure known as life. I'm excited for a new chapter in my life to start. I have big dreams for myself, and expect many great things to come. Who knows, perhaps you will find me in New York City, or maybe back in Boston, or possibly on the West Coast? Nothing is certain, but I'm ready for whatever the future has in store for me.
And with that, my dear blog readers, I bid you a bittersweet goodbye. It's been the experience of a lifetime.
Je vous embrasse très fort,
Dena
