Well, I could not predict this. Ever.
When I came here I was signing a year's lease on a beautiful rental in Amsterdam.
The idea was my husband would finalize our things and come over. We'd see Europe together. Within, 9 days, he dropped dead of a massive heart attack.
So, here I am!
Alone. I signed up for Dutch language... everyone either works or has a Dutch boyfriend... really sweet group.
I'm over 50 years old. SIGH
Part of me is determined to stick it out and the other parts just cries and wants to run back to Connecticut.
I am recovering from the flu and realized I don't really have a single soul here that would know if I was okay, I'm usually very happy and fun to be around. I love art and was an art teacher.
I have great friends. But, no one here.
I'm near Liedseplein and I walk a lot.
I am so grateful for so many things.
Just wish I could share.
Francesca

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