I wanted to write one last, grand, post-sabbatical retrospective. And today I realized I can’t put it behind me. Ever.
breaking the spell
Around the world in half a year
Rest is nice. And needed, because travel is tiring for reasons we don’t often think about
a cause for celebration
Hope is hard to come by. But we have stronger ground to stand on, and higher ground to take.
strangely familiar
We were glad to see each other and sad to leave each other.
things I’ll miss next week
We have felt welcomed, honored and loved. It is humbling, really.
