It's been six months since I left Germany, and it's crazy to realize that I still think about my family and my life there on a daily basis. Sometimes it's just remembering evenings watching The Voice of Germany, or long walks with the dogs, or a conversation over dinner. And sometimes it's a wave of regrets for things said and done and not. Living in Germany for a year, walking in Ireland, these were just one small part of what my life will be, but their impact is ongoing. I changed in that year so much. And there wasn't anything bad enough, not even how I've left things with my first family, to make me regret the experience.
So thank you.
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