~ a last glimpse of my crochet bag and my flowers on the coffee table just before closing the door behind me in the morning
I was speechless when I read it. English is not my mother tongue, not even a second language (we don't have one here). It's a foreign language. I learnt my first English words at school when I was twelve. You know, things like "Hello! How are you?", the verb 'to be' and so on.
I loved this new language from day one though and got straight As at school. Teaching it became my profession when I realised my uni degree as a kindergarten teacher wouldn't bring food on the table. At 32 I decided to get a university degree in English Language and Literature, since by that time I couldn't think of anything else I wanted to do. I got my degree four years ago and got a job in state primary schools. Of course, without much exposure to the language, I started forgetting all the beautiful words I'd learnt - just as I feared I would. I'm still struggling with vocabulary more often than I'd wish.
So, can you imagine my surprise and at the same time joy and excitement that this simple comment gave me? I can't even write 'poetic' words in Greek!
Thank you dear Courtney and everyone else who likes what I write. Your comments mean a lot to me.