A year passed by...
It is now almost a year... Year of both frustration and happiness.
It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday, May 6th. I sat behind the wheel of my parent's car, for second time after around two years, to start something I might even call a new life. A life of driving. A life of early wake-ups. A life when I can't just pack my things and go, because it is not only I who needs to be accepted at the place where I come.
I set out from our home, to a birthplace of Frei. I visited her some three weeks ago and now the day had come. The day, when I'll take her away, away from her mum, from her siblings, from the only place she knew. Will she like her new home? Will she protest?
She does and she did not. She traveled all the long way as if she always knew that there is someplace else she belonged to.
She lay peacefully on the hind seat, sleeping, sometimes waking up to look around, and then falling asleep again. And when we arrived home at the end, she ate her dinner, sniffed around and decided this is it. This is where she belongs.
So now, almost a year later, I think this deserves a celebration. A big beef bone of course, but maybe a livejournal also. To keep memories which slip away so fast otherwise.