Back to Reality
It has only been two weeks since we moved back into our cozy home in Port Townsend, but our adventures already feel like they happened in another lifetime. The house was in excellent shape and the animals all well fed and happy. After we moved our furniture back in it looks just like we never left! In fact, last week I was sitting on my couch looking out the window and wondering if that trip really was all a crazy dream. And in a way reality is like a dream, we so quickly lose those bits and pieces that make life vibrant and visceral-- the smells of smoky mayan women on a crowded bus and the clicking sound of their language as they speak through crooked brown stained teeth. I can imagine it now, but it is no longer as real...
Being home is an adjustment. I am so grateful for my soft couch and loving friends. Yet it is the little parts of life that I had managed to forget about that capture my attention--doing dishes after dinner, sweeping the floor and figuring out how to pay bills. When I remember, I feel so priveldged to live a life where these are my daily annoyances--that I worry about what to eat for dinner and not if there is dinner to eat. I really had no idea how lucky I am to have been born into this life of mine, one where I feel confident that I will have food and family and healthcare. That my feelings of hardship come from not buying new clothes or splurging for a latte.
I posted some photos from our last weeks of travel. We were so glad to have time to visit family and friends over the past two months.
We spent a week with Kevin's mom Vicki in Portland. One sunny afternoon we hiked at Silver Falls State Park, which was really beautiful. It was like Christmas arriving at Vicki's and a few of our stored belongings. After five months with the same few items of clothes it felt really good to change into different jeans. At the same time we now had twice as much stuff to keep track of...
love chrissy

