Home is where the heart is

Dear Frenchonista’s,

As some of you know 2016 has been a tumultuous and emotional year for me. I travelled back and forth between Amsterdam and France, to spend as much time as possible with my mom during and after her chemotherapy treatments against breast cancer. My family and I have had very anxious moments. Initially it all seemed to go well –under the circumstances – until I suddenly received that nightly phone call with the announcement that my mom had been rushed to hospital with an extremely high fever. There I was, in Amsterdam. I had just returned from France a couple of days before, presuming that I left her in a stable recovering condition. They say ‘home is where the heart is’. My heart and home have never been more divided than in the past year.

And here I am, on a cold but sunny January Sunday in Amsterdam. My mom is ok. It was narrow, but she survived the crisis. She still has to take radiation therapy, but slowly, little by little, she is getting better. And with that also my confidence that everything will be alright is growing. The feeling of never being at the right place at the right moment is disappearing to the background. Amsterdam is starting to feel like home again. 2017 took a while to sink in, but here I am.
Thank you all for being my loyal followers and friends: together we will make this an awesome year.

xoxo Samia Taika for Frenchonista

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