sometimes i'm not sure if i'm feeling "at peace" (which, i'm thinking is very christian-y thing to say...?) or just numb. the way i feel when i say goodbye. i'm always the one leaving... i've got kind of used to it. and i feel like most people i'll see again one day. so it's more like 'hasta luego'.
within a week i will have said goodbye to two worlds and said 'hello again' to two more. (Badajoz-Sevilla-Oxford-Brighton) 4 worlds in a week, each one so very different but each one playing a significant part in my life as i play my small role in each one of them. make sense??
it seems this peaceful/numbness is a bit like a protective layer as i move from one world to the other which let's face it is not going to be the easiest of transitions but right now on my last night in Spain, in Sevilla back where i started, i'm just fine. actually. and more than anything overwhelmed by how BLESSED and privileged i am to have done all the things i've done, seen the things i've seen, been the places i've been and moreover met the people i've met these past 9 months.
and, knowing that it definitely has not been 'all gravy' and rose petals and whatnot, to me it seems a gift to already look back and smile and be thankful.
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