Before we left Hannover she said, “And you really must keep up your blog. I want to read about your readjustment. If you don’t write it down right away, you will get used to things, and then forget how it felt to arrive.” Hauling the load from the grocery store She was right. There were always excuses to not write things down. First, we didn’t have a computer. Then we were busy, flying to California, and then New York. Then when I did try to write, I got so sad, thinking about our last week in Hannover, full of visits to friends’ homes, the kids romping outside with their buddies, parents eating, drinking and laughing together. I didn’t know it would be this sweet. I remember thinking, as we were preparing to go to Germany, “What am I going to do there? I don’t ‘love’ Germany.” I loved the idea of castles and peasants and medieval times, travel, green countryside and snowy mountains, Bach, Beethoven and Mozart. Ap...