When you've had the priviledge of living in another country as long as we have, that country some how becomes your own. I am an American and i always will be, but Denmark shares a very special place in my heart for "home". For example when i think of Christmas, i think of the sweet smell of warm rice pudding and clemintines. Summer... hay topped roofs, long walks & talks, laughter on the beach, and delectable food.
We recently have danish visitors in the house. It brings back so many memories of lovely Denmark.
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