It’s been busy days recently. There are so many differents things to organize! But apart of that I realized a few interesting things:
I was talking to a friend and he thaught me an important lesson. I told him that it’s so hard for me to say goodbye and that there are so many lately. Instead of feeling pity for me, he simply replied: „but many new hellos I bet“.
So even though I’m bad in saying goodbye, he’s totally right. It’s just about the way you look at things. There are always two sides of a coin. He chose the optimistic one and I should try this too.
Another thing happened: We went to a flea market and eventhough it was a sunny and warm summer day, I bought a headband. Subconciously and conciously I am preparing myself for winter already. It’s crazy, because I never been to Latvia and I cannot say how cold it will really be. But I seem to be insecure about that and that’s why I’m starting to prepare myself.. somehow.
Anyways I’m more worried about the darkness than the cold. And that is probably just as well a very unnecessary fear. But a friend of mine gave me the advice to go on vacation somewhere in the South and to get some sun. Tanning a bit cannot harm, can it?
My family is naming me vagabond lately. I’m travelling and seeing more of the world than they ever did in their lives. That doesn’t mean that their lives aren’t good, or that I would concern mine as a better lifestyle. No, it’s not about that. I would say it’s the other way round. Their lives are calm and stabil. I’m still on my way to achieve this. I still don’t know where I truly belong or if there’s a place where people have to belong to. There are places that I call Home. But home is for me not connected to a geographic point. It’s only about the people and how much I love them.
So the hardest part will be to define and find a new Home in Riga. Can one be ever prepared to that? Or is Home just something that happens, a feeling that appears without you noticing it?
Lots of love,