French Husband and I went to see our son Sacha in Arles, where he is studying.
We walked around the town, that is old and beautiful, talking, eating ice cream, teasing one another, and of course I took photos of those two men that I love.
Sacha is going to go to California for three months (summer holidays). I will miss him.
When I married French Husband I never thought about the long term effect of living and loving in two lands.
My children have that love bug for two cultures too.
How could I say no to Sacha when he asked to return to his family, his cousins, my mother in California for the summer? He literally returns the day school ends and comes back the day school starts.
I get it.
The heart is big, it can hold enough love to pass through two lands, and passages of time.
We had dinner on a boat on the river. We were the only ones in the restaurant. It was delicious, the food, the atmosphere, the view... When stories are shared the heart expands.
And when the heart loves it grows.
I want to keep Sacha close, I want to hold my children never let them live ten feet away from me. But I know that isn't what love is about.
My Grandmother Amaro said, "I left the Azores when I was fourteen. The day I left my mother she stood behind me and embraced me. I laughed telling her it was a funny way to be hugged good bye? She hugged me tighter, and than whispered in my ear:
"When I open my arms, you are facing your destiny, your future, and I'm behind you letting you go. That is love, letting others be who they are, standing behind them, and loving them all the more.
"When my mother opened her arms I saw what she meant."
Love unconditionally, easy to say, harder to do.
I assume that one day Sacha will live in the States.
He has said we would since he was a little boy.
When I think about my children living faraway, I understand more how my family and grandparents felt.
Crappy at times... yet a beautiful journey.
The heart expands.
Wherever you go... there I am.
We walked around the town in Arles, that is old and beautiful, talking, eating ice cream, teasing one another, and of course I took photos of those two men that I love.