I have finally got over my jet lag almost a week later. Then the time change and trying to get back in to routine....which has brought me here since blogging has been part of my routine for the past year and a half. But routine seems a bit mundane now that I am back from Ethiopia. (Did you read my posts and see the pictures? Go to my Features tab and select "My Trip To Africa")
Routine. Is there one? Does it mean anything anymore? I can't decide.
I have so much to say yet nothing to say if that makes sense? I feel like much of what I have to say doesn't matter anymore after what I experienced in Ethiopia. I feel like it is all so trivial. Petty almost. I feel when I do talk about what I saw, how I feel, it is so hard to put into words verbal or written unless you experienced it yourself.
I feel a bit lost. I can't seem to get my feet on the ground. I am back in mom mode, wife mode, employee mode and all but everything is kinda blurry. I look at things a bit differently now. I seem to be a bit calmer which is probably a good thing.
I am flying by the seat of my pants. Not sure what is coming next. I have so many things I want to do with what I have learned and experienced but do not know where to begin.
Things are still raw and I am trying my hardest to find direction and to put things into action.
As I knew it would be, this trip, was a life changer.