A few years ago I visited an old people's home. There was an old Italian lady there who looked a bit distressed and was having a conversation in her native tongue. Trouble was no one understood a word she said and she was left talking to herself.
Reality hit me. In years to come that would be me. Sitting in a nursing home muttering to myself in this foreign country. I have put myself in this position by the choices I have made. My life and new family are here now. I am happy. But the niggling feeling remains that I have put myself into a self imposed exile. There is no leaving now!
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