one year on

Can you believe it, it's been a little over a year since we hopped on a plane back home?

I can hardly believe how fast time has flown by, and all of the seasons we've had to go through since we returned.

I sometimes wonder where that wondrous, adventure-seeking, mountain-scaling girl went to, and often think about the "demise" of that wonderful season in my life. 

It's not often that we get to experience a season in life where we are blessed with time, money and health all at once, and for that I am eternally grateful that we were given that opportunity. 

But our recent trip back "home" in July, as great as it was, finally brought me some closure. 

I felt everything that I needed to feel, and I said everything that I needed and wanted to say. 

And I finally had the courage to let go of the "could have beens" which plagued my mind just the year before. I came to an absolute realisation that the grass really is greener where we water it. And that we would be happy wherever we were, as long as we were together. 

No doubt we do think about that one year of bliss with fondness, and no doubt we miss that life sometimes because there was nothing not to love - weather and all included. But I am glad that we came home and really settled back in (albeit a year too late). I'm just grateful that we decided very early on during that season, that at least for the foreseeable future, that this life we are now going through was the season who are chosing for now. 

Although, I have to say... 

That one year of bliss has totally ignited an itch in me, which can't seem to scratch away.

And I find myself manifesting a life beyond this life, because I now know how to find joy in things other than what brought me there in the first place.