I smell gas though the bulb is empty. It's not worth filling it as I will be leaving for Toronto on Tuesday. Will feel the excitement when I am there, right now I am feeling insomnia.
A blogger reader sent me a nice e-letter re my last entry. She writes, 'Thank you for today's beautiful posting. I have been fortunate enough to visit my homeland on more than one occasion (12 and counting) and I return every summer for at least 8 weeks.' Keep coming. As for me I moved to Armenia after the third. This month two years ago.
When we're in Canada friends refer us as Hayasdantzi, when we're in Armenia we're Canadatzi. Doesn't matter either way we're Hi. That's that.
It's been exciting two years. We've started new businesses in Tourism and Investment in Armenia. By Western standards we've started a new life; by Eastern standards, Life has unrevealed a new fold. We've come back to where we belonged perhaps after 1000 years.
Got letters from blogger readers and from www.parev.am. A friend wrote "Houzitch e nayev tidel ait ngarnere: intch keghetsgoutyoun, intch kheghdjoutyoun, intch barzoutyoun...
Voghtch menak: hargav or me gdesnevink ... touk "khenter" vor gabrik tser yeraze ..."
If you have a dream you better give it a chance. If not, doesn't matter consciously or unconsciously you'll pass it to your kids and one day they will rush in where you have feared to tread.