Do I feel like an American?
I got that comment yesterday in the post below.
It is hard to say.
It is very easy to feel like an American on a day like yesterday. Inauguration day. And on Sunday when Peter and I were downtown.
It is so easy to get excited and happy! To be proud.
It really is.
TO feel it all the way into the bones
Truth to be told, I am not even a citizen yet. I have lived in the US for 20 years. Twenty years.
I hear you, it is time for me to become a citizen.
It was time for ME to become citizen yesterday, if you will. I let it drag, I know.
I have my Green Card. I am comfortable. But, I am tired of having to renew said Green Card every ten years.
It is time for me to kiss that card good bye and become a neutralized American Citizen.
It’ll give me more freedom. It'll give me more of everything.
What the heck am I waiting for?
No, I am not giving up my Swedish citizenship when I get my American citizenship. I will become a dual citizen of two great countries that I love.
The absolute best of two worlds.
Yesterday, I felt it; I felt it strongly, I have got to get ROLLING.
I want to become a citizen. I want to be able to vote, I want to be a true part of this country.
My husband and daughter are American citizens, then I should become one as well.
Now it is time for me to take actions!
That being said, I thought it was fantastic yesterday. Everything.
From Obama’s speech, to the singing of the choirs, to the artists that sung, to the parade, to the balls.
But do I feel like an American?
No, I think I am as Swedish as can be, but I am also admitting that USA is a big part of me on every level.
A Swedish woman, Nordic to the core, with an American citizenship would really work for me...
USCIS...yes, here I come...
By the way, Michelle Obamas boots and coat were to die for! OOOO, they were right up my alley. Especially the BOOTS!!
Five star First Lady!