It’s been 3 weeks since I’ve returned to my home in Hudson and my ‘normal’ life. Before leaving on the trip, I couldn’t imagine how long 5 weeks would feel. I couldn’t imagine how the kids and Dave and Sable would take the separation. It felt like it would be an eternity. But you know what? It wasn’t. Not even close. It was more like a blink of en eye. And now that I’m back, there are times that it feels like I never even left, like the trip to Africa was a dream.
The prep work we did before the trip had a module on ‘reentry’ and it was again repeated for us when we got back. While this term is more for someone who spent a significant amount of time out of the country, like a Peace Corp Volunteer or a multi-year international assignee, there were parts of module that resonated with me and I definitely experienced some of the reentry issues. I was beyond excited to be home with the kids and Dave … and at the same time I was also in a funk. A combination of jet lag, not feeling motivated to return to my regular job, missing the travel, missing my CSC friends, and missing the independence that came with life as a single gal who didn’t have to cook or clean 🙂
How have I broken that funk? Lunches, Dinners, and Drinks with friends; cramming a whole summer-full of activities with the kids into a few weeks; virtually chatting with the CSC team (and planning mini-reunions already!); and placing mementos of Africa all over the house. Sepia photos from Zambia and South Africa were printed, framed and added to our ‘International Travel’ wall. Whimsical animal oil paintings are up in the kids rooms. The Zulu warriors have a home on the 1st floor near the wood chess set with hand-carved animals as the pieces. The ostrich egg is on the mantel. And lots of Amarula has been drunk! I’m searching for a local distributor, but no such luck yet. If anyone in the US finds some, let me know!