A New Home

Aside from the occasional visit to the States, our entire married life has been lived in the Wife’s Britain.  Time moves so relentlessly, in writing this I first realized I’ve now spent about half my adult life outside of the U.S.  But as our new house is being finished in New York, we’ve decided we will be spending a lot more time in the United States.

Which changes matters more than a bit.  It is an illusion — the impression nowadays conveyed by instantaneous media that we all somehow dwell in the same place.  Invariably, wherever you are, you become more rooted and better attuned to where you are physically than where you are not.  As useful as they may be, the likes of Facebook cannot replace the truly face to face.

So spending less time home in Britain to spend more time home in the States is therefore an odd feeling.  But given that new reality, a new blog title is really more appropriate to reflect that change.  If you wish, please change your bookmarks and links, and come visit from now on at its new name and address: Atlantic Crossings.