HI. Sorry I haven’t posted much recently. I’ve been a bit occupied. Work has been slow so I’ve been busy in the process of finding new projects or a new job, which as many know is a full time gig in and of itself. That said, this past week-end marked a year since I came back tot he states. I actually thought about it on Saturday, the moment that we were flying over Miami (which is so close to the United States btw lol)… I laughed because I had been emotionally ok with leaving Colombia and the new unknown journey I was about to embark, but it was the overhead view of that giant PUBLIX sign that brought tears into my eyes. Pretty ridiculous that a grocery store would make me emotional, but it was not so much about Publix as it was about what that sign meant.
After having moved my entire life to a different continent I didn’t think I would be coming back. I think the old me would have considered my time abroad a failure, and perhaps some people see it that way. Fortunately it is BECAUSE I don’t see it that way, that I considered it a success. So flying back and looking down at that green sign was the period at the end of a very long, very tough, in some way traumatic sentence – paragraph – chapter which I had somehow survived. So my tears were more of joy, because in a way I felt I was one step closer to being where I belonged.
This is when it all began, when I realized that funny things happen on the way to happiness. I’d traveled more than 5,000 miles at this point and realized that often we have to go through the weeds and the bushes, the mud… dive off cliffs and climb mountains, in order to get a new perspective. And seeing that sign gave me hope that I could take what I had experienced and that new perspective and make my life different. So I started this blog, and jot down my thoughts and shared my perspective which prior to a year ago I would probably never have done.
It has been a year – where am I now you might ask. Well another 3,200+ miles later I’m where I think I need to be at the moment. Fulfilling my purpose, living my life and understanding that the way to happiness is a long and winding road. Realizing that while not every day is a perfect one, and there are continuous struggles…. I can in fact find joy within each of those days; There are moments in time, each and every day, that make me smile.
A year later I find myself with similar trials but with the ability to step outside myself and see things from a different perspective. I’m smarter, kinder, more humble and appreciative. Perhaps more eager and less tentative than a year ago. Ironically more trusting and definitely realized that I’m more in control by not trying to control everything. A year later I’m still finding all the funny things that happen on the way to happiness, and moving forward on my journey.
A year later I still have my family and revel in the company of my best friend, my partner in crime, who for almost 13 years has been with me through the best and worst of times. And a year later I have the opportunity to share my life with my dear friends and extended family in the place I call home.
So I think as with most of us, as human beings we are hopeful. For the majority of us, we strive to do better, be better and grow. For me this is important. A year later I’m very glad I had the opportunity to live and learn through my experiences. A year later I can say with certainty I am better than before, and that for me is great.
Yesterday my close friend said that even though she’s been here for about 4 years, sometimes she still can’t believe that she lives here in California….. I think a year ago I would have said – I still can’t believe I live. But a year later I’m here and grateful, hopeful, and excited about all the funny things that happen on the way to happiness.
P.S. don’t forget to kiss your dog!