Our Adventuresome Lives

Blur

As the title of this post aptly describes, these last three months in North Carolina have been a blur. How is it possible that we were here for Halloween? Really? Did we spend a Christmas here as well? I barely remember it. It is all dim and foggy, like today has been. Grey and saturated. I guess the best way to describe this move is to compare it to our year away. We just feel like we are on another trip here. Not putting down roots. Taking in the quaint cultural differences and way of life. Frequenting the antique stores and getting our fill of real fried chicken and biscuits. But I am pretty convinced we fit in better hanging out on our stoop in Granada or sauntering into the Source Cafe in Jinja. Those places felt more like home than this one, all the way across the country from the one we have always known, but on the same continent. I guess the best description of how we currently feel is that as the kids and I drove up to our house from DC, we felt like we weren’t coming home. It just felt like another stopping place. I think we were even more happy and fulfilled in DC, where we actually felt like we were traveling: visiting, exploring, negotiating the Metro. We love that kind of thing. We know we can thrive in that. We love to travel. Love the adventure. Love the challenge of figuring it out. All that to say, there is no way we would not be here. MANA and the work they are doing is just too important. It would be so sad not to play a part. But here we are. Longing for other places. Even California, ironically. I am craving either the intimately familiar (santa ana winds blowing, 80 degree “winter” days or a long weekend at Joshua Tree) or the drastically different (read foreign). Still appreciating the beauty of this place. But realize it will probably never be home. Just lettin’ you know. 

-Dione