This is a picture of Jocilyn (I don't know if that is how you spell her name). I mentioned her in a previous blog. Her face has been like a snapshot in my mind ever since the moment I met her.
Many have asked me for pictures and about my trip. I will get pictures posted soon, I promise. I have been strangely unable to say much about my trip to anyone but my husband. It is like the feelings and thoughts are still too deep to trust with anyone. I don't want to be applauded for a job well-done (even though I know the intentions of people's comments are kind, somehow it feels hard to hear), and I don't want the people I met to be to be put into a category or confined to a description that I may give. I have spent the time since arriving home thinking and feeling, A LOT. I have kissed and hugged and loved on my family almost more than they can tolerate. I look around at the things that I allow myself to get stressed about on a daily basis here and could now, frankly, care less about them. I know that as the days pass, this will change, but right now I just can't care about my house being messy or whether my pantry is stocked or whether I attend the PTO meeting, so that the school knows I care about my son's education and the school at large. I just can't.
Sara Groves has a song that somewhat describes how I feel today. It is really all that I can say today.
1 comment:
I can relate to your thoughts and feelings so much. I have noticed that what held my attention pre-Peru is just not that important to me anymore. I'm sure these feelings will fade as I am more and more distracted with life here, but there is quite a disconnect right now.
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