So if you follow my blog you are probably wondering what happened since I have been ever so lazy about posting for about the last month. Well, I am no longer in Bolivia, which is part of what inspired me to change the title of my blog.
The past month has been a blur of traveling, spending the holidays with family, getting back into the groove of milking cows again, and beginning the search for a new job and a new beginning in Columbus.
As many of you probably have guessed, searching for a new job in the middle of an economic crisis is no easy task. That being said, I feel hopeful that a door will open, and if not I will have to make the best of where I am and what I am doing until an opportunity presents itself. This is not to say that I am sitting on my couch waiting for that opportunity to just plop itself down next to me; I am doing my part to look for opportunities, but with the tranquility of knowing that I cannot force things to happen.
So I find myself in this kind of weird space of being somewhere I wasn't planning to be, trying to find a new start. For those of you who know what it is like to have your friends scattered all over, you can relate to the feeling of diaspora - it is hard to be home, knowing that I am "home" but that many of my friends are far from where I am. I am excited for the future and I am enjoying being in a space where I feel supported and loved, and at the same time I am looking forward to being surrounded by new friends and a new community, a new beginning.
