I am currently at the airport, getting ready to board my flight back to Belgium in a couple minutes. I can’t believe that in a few hours I’ll be back in Belgium with J, falling back into our regular routine, student life and soon resuming into the hustle and bustle of the school year. There is something so bittersweet about living abroad. My time spent in Canada and Belgium is full of cheerful hellos and tearful goodbyes – I am so lucky to be able to go home as often as I do. I am sure that anybody who has lived far from home can relate to the feeling of having your heart continually in two places at once.
When I started learning French as a child I remember trying to translate the concept of “home” into French. It is funny how a word so easily accepted in English can be so difficult to translate into another language – the translation of “maison” or “chez moi” always seemed to fall short in evoking the strong emotional attachment of home in English. Since moving to Belgium over a year ago now, I’ve quickly learned that home is wherever your heart is. Being the vagabond that I am, I seem to have homes in a more than one part of the world, feeling immediately at ease whenever I walk in the door. And I am sooo excited to get back home into my routine with J, getting out onto my regular running routes and even starting school again!
|This little fur ball wanted to tag along with me 😉|
One thing I have gotten better about is packing light on my way to Canada but somehow my suitcases always seem to double on the way back to Belgium. I may or may not be bringing a second bag full of over-sized goodies from Costco with me – this girl can’t live without her giant bag of chia seeds!
I have to go and board now! I am excited to launch Ceara’s Kitchen 2.0 next week and share some new tasty eats I have been cooking up lately!