Sunday, June 17, 2012

Where I'm at these days

Geel, Belgium, April 2012, as seen from a restaurant window

One of my daughters started a blog recently, and as I encourage her in this endeavor, I've been thinking about how I miss my blogging activity.

I'm everywhere but here these days.

I've been in the air and on the road a lot this school year: Budapest, Barcelona, Strasbourg, Paris, and twice to Belgium. And I may be leaving someplace out...oh yes, Normandy.

A colleague remarked to me the other day that "my suitcase was always ready." I suppose now that my daughters are older and I have some work-related and personal travel opportunities, I am willing to hop up and move whenever I can.

That is one reason I left my (very) mildly successful blog La France Profonde behind. I'm not so sure that was a good move as far as blogging rep, but writing about cows and villages just wasn't me anymore.

Yet I've had trouble investing this space, and it's not just a matter of time. 

I think it's a matter of identity. "An American in Aveyron," my subtitle for La France Profonde, gave me an anchor.

"A slightly frazzled 50-something dual national spending some of her time running around France, other European countries, and the USA; some of it studying for the Cambridge DELTA; some of it lolling around her house; a lot of it at work..." Hmmm....I don't think that will fit on my blog banner.

But as I told my daughter, "it doesn't take long to write a blog post."

So maybe I should start taking my own advice. 

Médecin, soigne-toi...