Dear Family and Friends,
I don’t know what to say. I have lived with people, I have talked to people, I have eaten their food, slept in their beds, I have tried to see their world through their eyes.
What should I say? There is nothing that can express both the fulfilling happiness of being in Latin America, and the dizzying chasm of emptiness at the thought of leaving.
It’s like I found my other half, here, where I least expected it to be. I am okay with myself now–more complete, more open, more accepting. I’ll be honest, I’ve changed. I don’t know what the change is, but I know it’s there.
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m excited to go home. Home.
Yes, I am.
I also wish dearly that I could stay for just a little longer.
They say “home is where the heart is”. I am torn. Where is my heart now? It is with the family and friends I will see again, but it is also with the “family” and friends that I may not see again.
I’ve been given much to think about.
I don’t know how to sort it out.
I’m glad I have questions. I would rather not know what to do all the time. Sometimes it frustrates me that I know myself so well.
It’s hard to meet people and then leave them.
Yes, I am happy.
Yes, I am sad.
Thank you. Thank you everyone who has supported me from the start. Thank you new friends, thank you old friends. Thank you family. Thank you for allowing me a glimpse of the world through your eyes. What a privilege I’ve been given.
I hate goodbyes.
We’re flying to Miami tomorrow. This is my last night in Central America.
I don’t know what to think.
I don’t know what to say.
If only I could have both.
I’m ready. Again.
Thank you. Good bye.