The jet lag is getting better. I think. Just when I think I’m getting over it, I find myself falling asleep at 8 PM.
This last week was a difficult week. Between jet lag and missing, back to work and struggling with emotions & anger, I wanted to do nothing less than hide myself in a dark closet.
Saturday I had a good, long conversation with a friend who lived in Bosnia for all together 8 months. What a gift it was to be able to sit across a table from her and have someone put into words the emotions I wasn’t able to. To have someone sit across from me and understand exactly what I was feeling.
0511 Walking in falling snow in Moldova
0512 A new friend making a special trip so I could get the one gift for myself that I wanted
0513 Not having horrible headaches after a week of drinking more caffeine than I probably do in a year
0514 Seeing Shawn standing in the airport waiting to pick me up, and then having roses in the car waiting for me
0515 Lazy Sunday reading
0516 Meeting social media friends in real life & allowing them to become part of my life
0517 Dancing traditional Moldovan/Russian dances with a lovely group of young ladies
0518 Being taught to knit by a lovely Moldovan teenager
0519 Experiencing another culture, & having it steal my heart
0520 Vanilla with chocolate chips & pistachio ice cream in a waffle cone in the heart of MallDova.