Aaahhh, it feels good to exhale and inhale again. Deeply, fully. We’re finally here in Germany. Dogs travelled well. We’ve found a house. We still have only the clothes and backpacks on our backs, but the day is coming when we’ll settle, and so I find myself actually breathing again. For, possibly, the first time in months.
But here’s the rub: I want to relax and enjoy, but not settle too much. The word settle is funny and a little unnerving to me–I get this visual image of fish food sinking down to the bottom of the tank. Then just lying there until it decays or gets gobbled up. Ewww. That’s not the objective here.
I love the fact that launching yourself into a new life and a new culture gives you fresh eyes, and does so often catch at your breath. It may be unnerving sometimes, but being a little off balance is heady stuff–an adrenaline rush. It’s fun!
I won’t deny it–it’s a relief to breathe again. But I’m pasting a photo below of one of the many moments today when my breath stopped and my heart skipped a beat. We’re in Europe! And that’s worth a few missed breaths.
No doubt about it–I hope the currents will allow me to waft around a bit in this life before I settle.