It just dawned to me that in three month's time we will be on our way to Finland again. This time to spend Christmas there. It is sometimes scary how quick the time flies. The past 20 years went in a blink, not to mention the past ten years.

I still remember so clearly when I packed my belongings and moved from Kotka to Turku, that was in 1996, 12 years ago. I remember how horrible it felt to leave my hometown, including my family and friends. In 1999 I packed my stuff again and moved to Scotland and I have never regretted that decision. Ironically that move was much easier than the previous one, though this time I moved to another country. Suppose I was already used to not seeing my family and friends on a regular basis. You get used to things and modern technology helps of course.

After Scotland I made couple of more pit stops (London and Helsinki) before I ended up in the Netherlands. It feels like yesterday, though I have been here almost four years already. Now I am not planning to pack my belongings and move for the next 20 years or so. Our retirement plan is to move to Finland, but until then we are staying put.
I guess my approaching 40th birthday is to blame for this trip down the memory lane...