I have no intention of going back to France, except for yearly visits to meet my family.
You know, I looked at my face in the mirror this morning, and I like being old. My face has more content and when I train in the gym now, I am not training to be strong or handsome - just better than I was yesterday. These days the race is just against myself.
But I married a guy who treated me very badly, but I was happy. I was miserable, so I was happy.