So, now I am back and have had the time to reflect on my African experience a bit. I think what this last year has taught me is that life begins at the end of your comfort zone. This lifestyle fosters detachment and repels greediness. It cultivates simplicity, natural love, creativity, and an appetite for adventure.
It has been two weeks since being back in the US and it still feels a bit anticlimactic and somehow illusory. I find myself waking and wishing I was staring up at a tarnished ceiling covered with random insects, most of which would have been large spiders; however, all of that is sort of insignificant because really and most importantly I am desperately missing my morning talks with my best friend and seeing my kids everyday. Although after leaving them, I feel like this last year has inspired a sense of fearlessness within me and I feel like I have never been stronger. Living with nothing but two backpacked filled with camping gear and toiletries makes life pretty simple. I guess when you travel and leave everything behind you realize what is important and what you are thankful for.
I am thankful for the little, free things in life. For me, my experience abroad has reconfirmed in so many ways that there are no colors. There are no languages. There are people. There are beautiful people all around the world waiting to share friendships and be loved, waiting to be understood, and accepted. We are all equal no matter where in the world we live, what we do, or what we look like. We are all the same.
This is the end of this chapter in my life and I want to thank everyone who has followed my adventure. Thank you to my family, friends, the Chef, and former diners, for keeping abreast of my journey.
Love you all.