On Tuesday I was informed that I needed to move out of my house (and just as I was about ready to start thinking of it as "home" too). I was stunned...shocked, when they told me. That evening I packed up all my belongings and Wednesday morning I moved into my new house.
There's a quote by John Steinbeck that goes something like this:
"Change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like a stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass."
Now that creates a pretty little picture doesn't it?
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As we pulled away from my old house and headed toward my new one I felt the weight of stress lifting off my shoulders. I knew I had been stressed there - but i didn't realize quite how much until I was pulled out.
With my new family I feel much more like I am part of the family. There's not the constant tension here that I felt in the other house.
I can't necessarily say that "This is the best thing that's happened since I've gotten here," but it's definitely up there on the list.
I also don't want to say that I didn't like my other host family - they were a good family and I will always remember them with appreciation and a sense of loyalty. I went thru a lot with them.
Even though I am still counting down the months, the weeks until I come home, I am now excited about being in Paraguay. I am finally glad to be here, instead of merely being appreciative of the positive affects this "trial" will have on me and mine.
3 more months (14 weeks (92 days)) to enjoy it.
see you soon
your friend and mine
-Naomi
:)
edit:
just to clarify, i did (and do) appreciate everything my first host family did for me, how they made a great effort to pull me into the family life and treat me as a daughter / sister. i will never forget them or regret that they were my first fam here in PY. They stood behind me and beside me when i needed them. The stress was because we just didn´t fit together, them and i. different personalities.
