My take on the big B-word everyone is obessing about lately

BREXIT. This word is ruling European media since what feels like forever. I think I've heard and seen this word way too much lately and especially after the elections it has a bitter taste in my mouth. Before it was just another ordinary and boring portmanteau, now the word looks and sounds plain ugly  to me. 

Anyhow, as we all couldn't help but find out last week, Great Britain (more like, just England.. wait wait... more like just Englands elderly) wants to leave the EU. I admit that I did NOT see that coming. Could our neighbours from across the little pond really want this? Could they REALLY? I'm not going to bore you with the deets again, we've all heard them manifold. Almost a week has passed now since the referendum and as I'm trying to understand all of it, something has just hit me now. It hit me that I never really appreciated what we have here. What we have in Europe, in the EU, a sense of togethrness and freedom to go and see these beautiful countries. A friend of mine made me realise this as she posted something on facebook that also spoke from my heart: 

Sending love from Portugal, flying back to London tonight to France tomorrow to Luxembourg afterwards, rest of the family is in Italy, lived worked and loved in Germany: I deeply feel European, proud and lucky to have been raised around so many languages and cultures, to have learned tolerance acceptance and solidarity.

I've lived, worked and loved in England. I've travelled and admired Edinborough. I've spent family vacations in Denmark and Holland. I want to admire Prague and Vienna and someday go see Poland. I'm at home not just in Germany, I'm at home in Europe. These countries are my neighbours and I am proud to be European.