What It Costs
I’m on the tram, just having finished watching the newest Superman. My first movie theatre in Europe experience. My eyes filled with tears several times during the movie as I recognized the scenes of my home. Terminal Tower, Soldiers and Sailors monument, and a lovely moment in the Galleria. I gasped when I saw Progressive Field panned in a shot as well. I remember walking on the Guardians bridge in the movie, and my heart leapt when I saw a shot of the city taken from one of my favorite Cleveland script signs. I recognized a scene shot in the lobby of the Tower City mall as well, a beautiful place my family frequented at Christmas. Tonight I miss my homeland. Like a lot. This Saturday I missed a coworkers wedding, where I would have seen so many colleagues who helped shape and build me into who I am today. Next week, I’ll miss another friend’s wedding, even though I triple checked flights and calendars to see if I could make it at all. This is the price of moving across an ocean. N...