This week must be the week of all the questions: why am I here, where do I go, who can I really count on ? how long am I going to stay ?
I am not saying that I am not happy here; actually, I am VERY happy to be here. But it is just that I miss my friends and my family. You can Skype or e-mail but it is not the same. The contact is different and the warmth of the relationship doesn't go through the line !
How can I know that the people I meet here are really my friends ? I met a lot of them and I got close to few. But I am wondering today if they would still be around me if I was in deep trouble.
If they knew what I am think right now, they would probably mad at me because I do not trust them 100%. But honestly, can I ?
This is part of the adventure when you decide to live abroad. You leave a lot of things and a lot of dear persons on the side.

But always stick to your decision, it is the best way to keep going !!!

Eternally yours,

A simple question for today's post : why is friendship not always reliable ? Why do I have deep inside the feeling that I give more than I will ever get ?

I believe that some are lucky with their relationship with the others. I am not ...


Sadly yours,