It's a New Dawn, It's a New Day

Dearest blog, 

I abandoned you for 6 months, believe me when I say it wasn't intentional. But, I can't make myself write when I am sad. You see, I have been struggling with depression since I was 14 and after 14 years of being manageable, it suddenly wasn't anymore. I was naive enough to think that even though I love living here, and live with my other half it wouldn't find me, I could escape its clutches, that my brain chemistry would somehow re-write itself and I could get better on my own. 

 For me, my depression manifests itself as sleeping all the time, reneging on my responsibilities, and being a complete slob and bum who won't do anything to help herself. Loek is incredibly patient, and I do not envy him for having to live with me at my worse. May was the hardest, but when I thankfully decided it was time to admit that something was wrong.I went to the doctor and have been taking anti-depressants since, and I am finally starting to feel like myself again. It's still a struggle, but one that I feel like I am finally getting on top of again. I want to get back to you dear blog, I miss writing, I miss my readers, and I miss the interactions and friendships that came from this space. While I can't promise I won't abandon you again, it is my intention to continue to take care of myself and to do the things that make me happy.

 

Until next time,

 

In Memoriam of the Victims of MH17

It is National Mourning Day here in the Netherlands. Words are failing me as I try to describe the shock, heartbreak, rage, fear, loathing, and finally the microscope ping of relief now that some of the bodies have been brought home to Holland. My beloved adoptive country is small, only roughly the size of Maryland, almost everyone I know here has some sort of connection to at least one of the 193 Dutch victims on MH17. I am so proud of how the country has responded to this unthinkable tragedy. If you have a spare moment today please think some positive thoughts to all those affected by this horrible event. Thank you.

 
 

Open Your Legs, Darling or My First Time Skiing!

Sestriere Skiing

I have always been a little bit terrified of skiing. I think it stems from my godmother having a wicked looking scar on her knee from a ski accident. When you combine that with news stories of celebrities (including a Dutch prince) dying or being seriously injured skiing which come every ski season, and skiing was on my top 10 never try list. However, when an opportunity came up to learn to ski in the Italian Alps, you know I jumped on it. 

We went to the Grand Hotel Sestriere, the town where some of the downhill races of the 2006 Torino races took part. For those of you who have never been skiing here are some of the things you should know.

  • Ski boots are the most uncomfortable shoes you will ever have to walk in. Don't kid yourself, you will have to walk in them. My tip is to dance in them instead, you might look totally crazy but your feet will thank you later.
  • Skis are a lot heavier than you thought they would be, and you have to carry them. In our case all the way from the hotel, which was not that far but with skis felt like miles. 
  • It is perfectly acceptable for grown men to yell at women to open their legs further, provided that they are your ski instructor.

In the end, I realized that skiing is super fun. While it is not something that I would go out and actively pursue myself, if given the chance again I would totally go. Oh and word to the wise, if you are staying at the Grand Hotel Sestriere, stay clear of the dining area. Everything I ate had a soapy aftertaste! 

Now for what you really want, pictures!

Oh Mountains, I have dreams of you. 

My view

Have you ever been skiing?I'd love to hear about it. 

Until next time,

 

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Weekly Wishes Vol 7: Don't Call it a Comeback

Weekly Wishes Georgia Peach Abroad

You guys, let's just agree not to talk about my 2 month unplanned hiatus? Captie? That's the plural of capisce. There I taught you something. Speaking of Italian, one of the 3,000 things I need to update you on is my first time ever skiing. In the Italian Alps. But I'll save that for its own post.

My how I have missed you loves! In order to ease myself back into this whole blogging thing, I have decided to start slow and link up with Melyssa from Nectar Collective for Weekly Wishes. I highly recommend it. My goal this week is really simple.

Write some damn blog posts. Seriously, I have two countries, some amazing discoveries in Amsterdam and Utrecht, a new haircut and a story about vomit, to update you on! 

For those of you who are still subscribing and/or reading, I owe you a huge THANK YOU!

So, how have you been?

Until next time,

 

The Nectar Collective

Be Thankful Wherever You Are

Thanksgiving Turkey

Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends! You guys are making me so jealous on facebook with all your yummy goodness! Around here, Loek and I hosted a group of friends for a "Friendsgiving" on Saturday. I was the only American in attendance, but it still turned out great, and I loved bringing Thanksgiving to other cultures. While I don't particularly love the historical reasoning for Thanksgiving,I do think a day sharing what you are thankful for surrounded by people you love is always a good idea. I love my friends so much for not scoffing when I told them that we had to go around the table and say what we were thankful for. 

Here are just a few things I am thankful for this year:

  • Technology: Sometimes being away from friends and family is really hard, but having the technology to talk to them whenever I wish helps enormously. Plus without technology I wouldn't know my love.
  • My love: Seriously, I have a really good one. He never loses his temper, he makes me laugh, he thinks I am hilarious which is just as important. I love you babe and our life here.
  • My mom: I'm not saying that my mom is better than your mom, but she is pretty awesome. My mom is my best friend and is always supportive of me no matter what.
  • My friends: It is really humbling when you go back to where you grew up and people come from all around to see you because they miss you. You guys are the best. And I don't want to forget my new friends either, you guys have shown me so much about how different the world can be, thank you for teaching me.

 

What are you thankful for this year?

 

Until next time,

 

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