Amanda, while you grew up in Copenhagen I was busy living wherever life seduced my rootless ego. I began to see these opportunistic wanderings in a new light after I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Morrie was right, when he said (on a Tuesday) that everyone knows they will die but nobody believes it. More than that, I realized, is if you don't accept it, you can't open your eyes to what you need to see. You, my daughter, thankfully have your health and your youth. Your arc of time bends beyond the horizon. Mine dips ever closer. Too early for white flowers though, so let's enjoy the time...