I was 32 years old when I arrived, exhaustingly jubilant, on French soil with my petite black cat, two oversized suitcases, and my desktop computer. My expansive book collection remained in transit. Seventeen cardboard boxes were suspended above and over the Atlantic Ocean, just as I had been. Thirty-two years quickly transformed into an age of two. With my sense of wonder heightened, I began the chapter I define as “my second childhood.” I’d be role-playing as a toddler this time—and a French one at that!”