Monday, January 19, 2009

It's life's little let downs, spontaneity

Granada, Espana

Home. Why does home have to be that place where you grew up. Of course, home is where your family is. However, it's inevitable that family members go their different ways. Ultimately home is "where your heart is". In Spain, I feel home. The only way for my family & friends to understand it is they loved it as much as I do, but they don't. They've never experienced the Spanish lifestyle and culture so they can't understand why I love it so much. Pictures don't do it justice, it's a place that you just have to see with your own eyes.

It's 6:30 in the morning. I've been awake since 2 am. I'm jet lagged, bad. My mind is racing. Trying to figure out my next move. Teach abroad? Buenos Aires? What do I need in my life right now? Distractions? Everything is happening so fast, my life is coming together. All my dreams are within my reach, I just have to get there. So much is figured out but so much is left up in the air. I've got Buenos Aires on my mind. Spain on my mind, always. I can't sleep. I want to be too many other places besides right here. Taking in the Australian summer sun, muesos en Paris, exploring Europe, speaking spanish in America del Sur. So much more than sitting here waiting for the sun so I can start my day. Why do I have to wait. I'll start my day, start my adventures now. I don't need to wait for anything. I'm on my own path. Mi Busqueda.

1 comment:

Rhonda said...

No matter where life leads you or where life brings you....ALWAYS remember that your Mom loves you and is so proud of you!!!!!! You will always be my baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!! MOM