home, home, home
December 28, 2007
Yesterday, as I was helping my dad shovel the driveway, I thought to myself, “Well, Toto, I don’t think we’re in Ecuador anymore.”
There are a lot of things different but the same about being at home. It’s colder, more open, and the traffic is a lot less crazy. The church songs are a little bit less upbeat, the sun comes up later and goes down earlier, and the keyboards make sense to my fingers once again.
But I see that we are all people, all over the world, and we are really not that different. We all share the same blood of humanity, we all suffer the sorrows and experience the joys of life, of friendship, of love, of loss. We are all brothers and sisters, no matter where we were born.
I’m home now, but I also left home back in Ecuador. It’s a strange feeling, a feeling that anyone who has lived in more than one place will understand…as if home is multiple places but also nowhere, all at the same time.
I am glad to be back, though…glad to go back to school, graduate from the university, and get started with the next part of the journey. I am looking forward to the lessons and experiences that lie ahead of me…because those experiences will shape me into who I am, just like Ecuador has marked my life forever.
Enough of this dramatic post…Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone! Go play in the snow, if you’ve got any! It’s beautiful.
