a town called E.

By Eej

Things

Simple things will set it off - someone commemorates her father, one of my nieces visits my Mam (and writes about it so lovingly) - and then I find this tiny little frame holding a tiny little photo of my parents on their 40th wedding anniversary.

It's a feeling somewhere in between utter melancholy, happiness and homesickness. I miss the things that made me me when I was younger, and more Dutch. At the same time, I am happy with what I have here. I am happy that I'm looking forward to one day celebrating my own 40th wedding anniversary.

It's such an odd mix of feelings and I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

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