“Hello, how are you? Have you been alright”?–thank you, ELO

It’s been six months since my last posting. I’m not sure what possessed me to write tonight.

I have to say that I have kind of missed this blog. It had been a friend for more than three years during perhaps the most exhilarating time of my life. It was my go-to place. Through this blog, I was able to chronicle the writing and and self-publishing my first book. I used it to discuss my decision to quit my job and pursue my book. And when I made the momentous decision to move to Europe to find my biological mother’s family for my next book, my blog was there. Continue reading

Not a melancholy baby

Said goodbye to my beloved cousins last night. Maurizio and Daniela and their two children, Stefano and Celeste accompanied me to downtown Ascoli Piceno so I could once again revel in the beauty of my favorite place on earth. It was a warm (for me!) evening. Continue reading

Published again!!

Rather than one of my normal postings, I’ve opted to copy and paste the link to an international adoption website that is running a series of articles written by those of us involved in adoption. Today my offering was published.

I first wrote for Portrait of an Adoption in 2014. The founder, Carrie Goldman, was impressed enough with my story and my writing to bump someone else and publish my essay during Thanksgiving weekend last year. This year she sought me out and requested another article.

I was immensely flattered. So, below is the link to the article. It is a more expansive take on an earlier blog posting I made that pretty much brings to a close, for me, the issue of adoption.

Carrie, thank you for your interest in my story, your faith in me and for your support. I look forward to working with you again.

http://www.chicagonow.com/portrait-of-an-adoption/2015/11/im-an-adoptee-and-im-complete/

All my bags are packed. I’m ready to go…

I bought my bus ticket tonight. <sigh>

It was heart-wrenching. I don’t know why I’m getting so emotional about leaving. I’m trying to remember every little detail, no matter how insignificant. Tonight while lifting weights, an expat from England I befriended, Deborah, asked me if I was sad

“Yes”, I answered. Continue reading

Should I stay or should I go?–thank you, The Clash

Schizophrenia. That’s what I’ve got.

For a couple of weeks I’ve been anticipating my return to America. I’m anxious to get back to a normal life and get a routine going. I’m anxious to work again. Now, however, with only six days to go I find myself wanting to stop the clock. A sadness is buried in my chest.

I’m leaving Italy for good. Continue reading

Visiting the hilltop towns of Abruzzo and Marche before returning to America

Trees really do lose their leaves in Italy. At least a few do. A very few. I stand corrected.

I noticed such this past weekend as I toured some of the local towns in my rental car. For only eighteen dollars per day I was able to get an SUV similar to my Hyundai Tucson at home. Brand new, with all the accoutrements, I was stylin’. Continue reading

No musings, just the blather of a returning expat

“It was the best of times. It was the worst of times”. No, that’s not right.

“Four score and seven years ago”. Nope.

“In the beginning, God created the heaven and earth”. DEFINITELY not. Continue reading

The countdown to my return home continues

The leaves don’t fall from the trees in Italy. They don’t turn color. At least I don’t see it if they do.

Nevertheless, it is autumn, my favorite time of year. I’m seeing breathtaking photos of Oregon on my Facebook page from friends. The colors are dazzling, as they are every year. It makes me a little homesick. Will there be any color left for me when I return next month? Continue reading

Back in Italy, the countdown to America begins

I absolutely could not sleep last night. My flight from Cairo arrived in Rome at 8:30 p.m. My bus from Leonardo da Vinci was at 9:30 p.m. which didn’t give me a lot of time to get off the plane, through Passport Control, into the john, to the ATM and then the bus. Fortunately, everything fell right into place. Continue reading

LUXOR! Day five

I started bright and early today to make up for lost time. I have decided that Luxor will be on my “re-bucket” list. That is, a list of things I want to do again. It will join Budapest, Prague, Paris, Israel and Morocco as places that I’d like to re-visit.

I made it to breakfast and pigged out on the elaborate spread. I’m not feeling too guilty about eating a lot. As I stated earlier, I seem to be keeping the weight down and now I feel the need to bulk up. There is no chance that I will ever waste away, but I don’t want to be too thin. I’d like to have a bit of meat on my bones. It will be interesting to check my weight at my health club back in Italy. Continue reading