Having watched a neighbour’s family prepare for a new life in Canada and watching the TV documentary ‘Stephen Fry in America’ brought about memories of my near move to the States.
From what I recall from the documentary Stephen Fry’s father turned down a job at Princeton University, in favour of Hampstead in England and although Stephen Fry has no connections in America, from what he said a part of him feels as though he belongs there. It’s weird but I feel exactly the same.
When I was a little girl, my father’s plan was for my family to go and live in America. This almost happened three times; we were so close to it happening. My father never really settled in England. Having lived in a hot country all of his life, he couldn’t take the winters in England. He never wanted to live full time in England.
His plan was stay in England for a short while, then move to America. Although my life is here in England, I feel I will always have a connection. I think the constant reminders through the winter months were always there that we were potentially going to move.
When I see or hear of other families making a new life, it brings back memories of what could have been for me. May be part of me doesn’t want my thoughts to change.