I love Scotland. When I moved here some years ago it felt as though I'd come home to where I belonged, and I've never regretted a moment.
My grandfather was a Scot: a proud, dour and doughty man who had a very difficult childhood and carried deep scars until he died. The family legacy of that led to my own scars, but uncovering his life and his history is helping me come to terms with mine. There is peace and acceptance in that understanding.
My grandfather was a Scot: a proud, dour and doughty man who had a very difficult childhood and carried deep scars until he died. The family legacy of that led to my own scars, but uncovering his life and his history is helping me come to terms with mine. There is peace and acceptance in that understanding.
