It never occurred to me, not really, that I have adapted and adopted to my second home as easily as my first.
Perhaps it is because I take bits and pieces from all sorts of cultures, food and concepts. Whatever strikes my fancy and whim is tried and if it works it stays. Sure it’s all modified, but that’s okay.
A colleague recently pointed out that to a degree I am like a chameleon, blending into this backdrop of North America. And in the blink of an eye, albeit a long blink of an eye and an airplane ride, I blend into my Beloved’s European world.
I didn’t plan this, not really. Actually I had no idea hat there would be differences such as there are. Instead I only knew that Beloved’s main home worked for him, and his established life and career, just as mine worked for me. Neither of us thought the other’s career was lesser than the others and so we maintain two households on two seperate shores.
Beloved has smoothed into this world of ours rather easily as well although I suspect there are times he struggles with it. There are some things he cannot give up from his home country, one of them is the correct way to make things like tea.
I’d like to say I’ve adopted a “when in Rome,” attitude, complete with a shrug of the shoulders, but that’s not really true. Guess having been exposed to so many cultures throughout my life, I’ve had time to learn and find joyous things in all of them.
This colleague of mine, the one who made the remark, pondered if there were places I wouldn’t fit. And of course there are. I’m Western enough to stand for this idea at women are not subservient, that women are just as capable as any man. I also don’t hold my tongue nor do I sit by as things happen. I believe we are all equally and entitled to things like education.
My friend decided that there were places that a feminist could not live. There is truth in this, but I quickly pointed out I’m not really a feminist. Not really. Sure I won’t get married because I don’t think I need it. What does the piece of paper prove these days? The whole idea of marriage from a historical sense indicates that one person is of less worth than the other.
What I am, when you get right down to it, is an equalities type of person. Equalities regardless of gender or race or religion. Not in the sense of socialist either, for we should get paid for our efforts of work. Rather I believe we all are capable of things and sure gender gets in the way of how we do things, but that’s about it.
So I guess maybe as also part of the chameleon disguise I chose to wear. I enjoy observing and absorbing things that I find positive and uplifting. I chase knowledge like it is an elusive butterfly, not carrying where I have to go for the knowledge, but only that I’ve given it it’s full breadth. Again it helps to be a bit of a chameleon. Perhaps that’s what I do best, just blend and mix as needed.
Some might be insulted by what my colleague said, but not I. I took it as a compliment and started to reflect on other people I know and how they do these things.