It’s been 5 days since I’ve gotten back from Nicaragua. During those five days, I have had a lot of…well, for lack of a better word…stuff to think through. The last year has probably been the most stressful for me. Between school, immigration paperwork, planning trips, attending conferences, etc., it’s been a whirlwind.
For some of you the thoughts that I have in this post won’t sound new. For the rest of you, it might come as a complete shock. This year I really struggled to find balance. With everything I listed in the first paragraph, you can probably guess why. I was out of the country for 23 out of the last 37 days. It changed my perspective on everything. I traveled to Mexico, Spain and Nicaragua and saw some of the most beautiful sites that I have ever seen in my life. But it wasn’t the things that I saw….it was the people that I experienced it with.
I’ve been the type of person that is usually pretty content with staying in my apartment and not much of one to seek out a lot of socialization. Any other time that I’ve come home from being away for more than a few days, I was always happy to be able to be in my bubble for a little while. This time was different. I found myself legitimately not wanting to be home. In fact, I called my husband and asked him where he saw us living in the next couple of years.
When I got ready to get dressed that first morning, I went into my closet full of clothes and didn’t find anything that I felt like wearing. I ended up grabbing an outfit from my suitcase, which I still have left to unpack. I think that this speaks volumes in terms of the amount of stuff I’ve accumulated over the years. I was content in finding something in my suitcase, which only had enough clothes for a little over a week.
For those of you who have made it this far in the post, I’m not up and quitting my job. So please don’t start sending me the frantic messages asking if I’m leaving. I couldn’t stop teaching as it’s the only thing that I have ever thought of doing with my life. But, I do want to do more. I want to have real connections to the themes that I teach in my class, and I want to be able to grow those relationships that have existed as a result of my travels.
I think that when you travel somewhere more than once, you stop experiencing things for the first time and start loving on those people that you connected with. I’m still looking to experience new things, but that’s not at the top of my priority list. I want to make a list of the people that I want to see.
It’s hard to explain exactly what this feeling is, but for those of you who have traveled somewhere, you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about. I don’t know when the next trip will be for me, but I know that I want it to be one where people are the primary reason that I travel. I’m not saying that I won’t ever go to a brand new place, but I will seek out new people in those places that will be able to give me an insight into their lives. It’s one thing to be able to say that you’ve been to places, but it’s a completely different thing to say that you’ve met amazing people in those places. Everyone has a story to tell. I want to know that story.
Hasta el próximo viaje…