Liankacreations

  Every year on October 21, we begin our celebrations: first, the anniversary of my arrival; then our wedding anniversary; and finally, New Year.  Today marks twelve years since I landed at Logan Airport. Daniel met me there with flowers. I was so relieved to finally let go of my constant alertness after traveling for nearly 36 hours. At last, I could relax and start looking around for something similar to what I just left - something that could help me to encore in Massachusetts. I often tell people that I’m in America only because my husband is an American, and I am grateful to him for that. My husband is my only encore.   Daniel asked me today whether twelve years feels like a long time. Honestly, I’m not sure. Sometimes it feels like we’ve been through so much together, and yet, I don’t want to believe that I’m twelve years older. Twelve years ago, Daniel took me to the beach. It was the first time I saw the ocean, the sea grass, the seagulls. I have been in love...