Getting lost to be found again

And I’m off.  In a few hours I’ll be on a plane to EZE for the 2nd time this year.  This time, it will be for a while.  It has been so lovely being home.  It’s amazing how quickly the mind and the body can adapt to change.  Life with the parents, with the Bear, with the friends.  It has all been so good for me – mentally, physically, emotionally.  There is nothing like the nurturing love of family to bring you back down to earth again.

But, it’s time to move forward with this plan to learn, to explore, to discover all things necessary about myself.  There are lists of experiences to check off, people to meet, businesses to build and books to write.  There is a lot on my to-do plate and the time to play house in Buenos Aires has been on the list for a while.

This time, going away is different.  I’ve remembered how nice life here at home can be.  I have a beautiful family to come back to, friends to catch up with and a whole new lifestyle and city to experience when I return.  It is nice to be leaving a place not running away from something.  No bridges have been burned, no wounds to heal, no words left unspoken.  There is just adventure and discovery and novelty ahead, and a knowledge that home, real home, is where the heart is.

But now, it’s time to get lost.  Playing house in Argentina, family reunion in the Philippines and then three months exploring Asia.

First thing is first – I’m going to be a Porteno for a little while.  Stay tuned for the updates.

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