I'm back. It's strange so say and even stranger to feel. A few things have changed. My brother is taller, my dog is fatter and I speak spanish... but the bottom line is that I don't feel all that different. In the Rotary conferences they always warned us that we would probably have to combat reverse culture shock. They said that we would come back completely changed and struggle to identify with our old lives. But I don't. To tell you the truth, I don't feel like I ever left. It seems like I just went to sleep- lived an entire life- and then woke up from a nice dream. Ok, maybe that's not totally true. I do feel older and wiser. I feel like I have a lot more perspective and understanding of the world. But as far being home, its all the same. Just good old Wenatchee. The river, the mountains, the cherries and all the crazy people. I missed it a lot and I must say it is VERY nice to be home.
I could tell you about the welcome home surprise party that Skye threw for me or the XC girls forking my yard but that would be starting a completely new story. This was a blog about Peru and not adventures in Wenatchee. Lets just say that I have been back for one week and it's been FABULOUS! I've eaten all of my favorite foods, run my favorite routes, hiked up saddlerock multiple times and started all of the catch up with all of my friends after a year of separation. I'll work cherries and life guarding this summer and then in August it will be off to Whitman. A whole new and exciting adventure!
So, thank you to EVERYONE who helped me to live that dream!
Living every moment!
PS One of my favorite people in the world shared this quote with me the other day and it is just too great to leave out...
Life is not about weathering the storm- it is about learning to dance in the rain.