Happy British Day

So, today, after many years living abroad, I am finally able to say, “I’m a British Person.”

It’s interesting.  At first, I did it mostly to make things easier for me living across the pond.  I didn’t think too much about it, more simply that I wanted to full integrate with my current society.

Then, I started really thinking about it.  I realized it wasn’t just a piece of paper (though it was), but that it meant a lot more than just that.  In every way that matters, I’m as British as apple… well, you get the idea.

It’s a pretty significant thing.  I’m proud that I’ve reached this point.  It’s a strange place to be, a place most people never are.  I’m a son of two worlds now, and that’s pretty damn cool.