My French and American identities live together. It can be hard sometimes to feel like I belong to either country, because I’m not entirely American, and I’m not entirely French. France does pull harder at my heartstrings, primarily because it’s my birthplace and childhood home, but even if the divide between these two identities can sometimes feel alienating, I’ve learned to embrace and love my differences. I love the engrained perspective, sense and appreciation of culture, quality, and beauty that France has brought me; I love the hopeful, go-getter, dreamer attitude the U.S. has implanted in me. It’s the best of both worlds!