Countdown To Freedom

I have just over 2 weeks before I leave for my next adventure. I have my suitcases packed already, and I spent the day shipping some personal things to my new home. After sitting on my ass for the past 6 months, waiting for this nightmare Covid world to be done, I am ready for the change.  In counting my blessings, this time has allowed me to reconnect with my mother, my daughter, my sweet grandson, and welcome my beautiful new granddaughter to the world. I admit, like many others, that depression and general irritability has made me eat more junk food and drink more wine than I would like. The hot sun in SC and FL have prevented me from taking my daily 5 and 6 mile walks that I enjoyed in the Spring. Since being evacuated from Mozambique and dumped into this crazy world, I have felt lost and directionless. I have spent these months lamenting my lost trip to Germany and reunion with my darling German. The general separation from friends and lovers has hurt. I am left with a lingering s

Since returning from the Peace Corps, I have struggled. The Peace Corps was such a wonderful and enriching experience that I didn't want to leave. I quickly signed up to go again. Sadly, we are in a Covid world right now, and there is no telling when the opportunity will open again.  Over the past 6 months that I have been home, I have undergone tremendous emotional and life changes. I have found myself examining everything and reevaluating my life. I have ultimately been detaching from everything.  I have two beautiful adult children who have granted me two wonderful grandbabies. I have cherished the time that I have been able to spend with my grandson and look forward to being able to visit my new granddaughter. It is gratifying to know that my children are adults now and living their own lives. I am proud of them.  It is also interesting to watch my parents as they age. I have used this time that I have been living back at home to reevaluate our relationships. It has been challe