I will not reflect on what it's like being home, there has been no shortage of bad news. But I will say I truly knew I was home when Marla crashed into my room this morning with no thought of my jet lag and scratched at my face until I let her in my bed. Apparently I slept through her crying by my door which is a small mercy. I was overjoyed. May she crash into my room and scratch my face EVERY morning, I feel blessed!
New Zealand was a wonderful experience omitting and ignoring all the parts I didn't enjoy! (isn't that what we do?) I am home and ready to put on my rose tinted goggles and daydream about how much better it is over on the other side of the world. I jest, but in honesty, I don't know how I could have coped with the feeling of being torn in two directions I felt at leaving Wellington if I hadn't promised myself I would go back soon. Because now I am home I can admit, I had grown rather fond of Wellington, and I don't admit that lightly. It takes a lot for me to say that, just typing it makes me feel vulnerable, like admitting I may actually like something will see it torn away from me at the first opportunity. There are things I want to do now I'm back in Britain, but you will have to wait for those. Which brings me to point two, my Blog, if there are those among you who would keep reading, I will keep writing. I can't guarantee it will be full of the exciting lion taming and bus catching thrills of my experience in New Zealand, but I find I have a lot to say (who knew!!) so I have an outlet to document, question, analyse and proclaim the events and thoughts of my everyday life, which I hope will only grow from here. I am already planning future travels, and I promise if things get boring I will throw in a car chase or mud wrestle to keep everyone sweet. How does that sound? I I will stay, if you'll have me?
Hope you are all well, believe it or not, I have a lot of love for those wonderful people who have kept me going with their comments since I've been away, you don't know how many times you guys have brightened my day or pulled me out of the gloom. I love you all, each one of you!!
Now listening to: Fleetwood Mac - Rumours. (I know all these songs? Was I brainwashed subconsciously as a child?!)
How lovely to hear you are back home, had a good night sleep in your own bed and been hijacked by Marla (& I guess Elliott wasn't far behind in the plotting).
ReplyDeleteI am guessing you are enjoying a night at the Dingle: I wonder if you have any new songs as a result of your travels or if you are singing those already known with that extra bit of joy in your heart.
Welcome home Hannah, may your adventures and explorations long continue (even if they are experienced from the comfort of your home).
Becky x
Hannah, you were a sight for sore eyes on Tuesday!! Smiling, happy, enthusiastic and looking serenely calm - yep, jet lag :-D:-D
ReplyDeleteReally, honestly, keep blogging and I for one will keep reading. I love your writing style and the way you choose your words so accurately. These are the traits of an insinctive author :-)
Just going to Google the 'heading west' quote so you don't disown me ;-)
Xx
And I forgot to say that Rumours is part of my lifestory so if you fancy a duet ....... :-) xx
ReplyDeleteKeep going keep going. Where next. This armchair travel is wonderful. You kept me going through my days of not being able to move much . I was so greatful. Don't stop now. Glad you are home though Han. You will have to deliver cookies though . I'm not up to a walk that far yet. haha. Love you lots. Lesley xxx
ReplyDeleteIt's been great getting a glimpse of NZ through your eyes, Hannah - somewhere very much on my list of places I'd like to go. Keep writing the blog - it's not just where you are but how you look at things that makes life an adventure. Well done!
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