Back in the village and I feel like I am exactly where I should be. Did I scare you with my whiny post-holiday
uncertainty? I hope not. Before I left for Germany, I felt empty and
sad and walked anxiously through my house like it was the last time I was going
to see it. I couldn’t fathom leaving,
even if it was for only two weeks. What,
am I crazy?! I know, so strange. And then while I was in Germany, I enjoyed
all things pleasant and easy to access and then felt sad and guilty about what
I was enjoying. I wanted to stay in
Germany and felt even more guilty about those feelings. When I came back to Malawi, I was struck with
grief and confusion and was not myself.
It took a few days, a handful of pep talks from my friends here and
finally after consuming a large amount of German chocolate I smuggled into
Malawi, I am back to myself.
I think there is always a degree of transition when leaving one culture and
going back to another. Plus, it’s
difficult to balance your life.
Malawians will never truly understand me and at times, that makes me
feel lonely. Family and friends back
home can never truly understand my life in Malawi and that frustrates me. I feel like I will never be at peace with my
two lives – always in limbo. I am
starting to understand this and I am trying to just appreciate each day as it
comes to me. Whether I am in Malawi,
Germany, America or Thailand, I will always face this sense of not truly
belonging somewhere, but it won’t stop me from traveling as much as I possibly
can. I got the travel fever and the only
prescription is more cowbell – er, traveling.
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