(The following post will be in English, as an “honor” to all my English-speaking friends around the world. Google-translate would probably do a just as good job… but it’s the thought that matters right?)
One year! It’s been one year since I took a big bite of that tasty stuffed turkey, and since fell in love with that mashed sweet-potato-marshmallows-thing.One year since I for the first time celebrated the American holiday Thankgiving. Never had I ever though I would celebrate it, nor did I understand what it was for. But as I now sit here in Norway, on a way too normal Thursday, with my dry crackers and cup of tea, I really understand what Thanksgiving is all about. Why it’s such a big deal.
I sit online and see all my American friends post msg of how thankful they are for their family and friends, about the great food they’re gonna eat, about how they’ll spend the holiday doing nothing but relax together. And I remember from last year, all my friends left Amherst to spend the weekend with their closest at a huge house by the ocean, in the mountains or just back home. We don’t do this in Norway. Yes I know, we do have plenty of holidays to celebrate, and probably don’t have time for another one. But to me, only by celebrating Thanksgiving one year, it feels like a tradition. There’s something soothing, peaceful and addicting about that holiday, and I totally admire the Americans (at least the folks in and around Amherst, MA) for being able to create such a good atmosphere a dark and busy weekend in late November.
All this thinking of Thanksgiving has made me contemplating my last year. I’ve been looking through my journals, pictures, and stalked my friends on facebook. And yes, today I’ve been sentimental. I’ve found my thoughts floating around the world; from Brazil to china, to The Netherlands, to The States, and so on. I’ve silently wiped a tear as thinking of all the people I’ve met during this last year. All the places I’ve been. Everything I’ve experienced and learn. All the awkward and embarrassing moments. Everyone that has impacted me. All the coffee-shops that have made my day. And all the mistakes caused by culture or language-barriers. I miss. I miss a lot!
And even though all this has left me now feeling lost and alone, living in a never-ending-culture-shock,.. I wouldn’t have changed it for anything. People do often asked me what I’ve been up to this last year-and-half. And I proudly tell them about my stay in the states and my travel around the world. When I were all in it, it was hard to see how crazy it all was.
But as I look at it now, I just feel so extremely lucky for what I’ve got to experience.
I thank you all, not just the Americans but you all, for being a part of this crazy awesome year of mine. HAPPY THANKSGIVING, weather you’re from the states or not. Let’s be thankful and celebrate together.🙂