Love.
Today’s post is dedicated to love. The love that my family and friends, both new and old, have showered me with in the past month that I was away. If it were not for your love, I may never have found the path that I will be heading down when I return home.
26 days ago I was completely lost. I came to Costa Rica in a state of quiet desperation, hoping that some miracle would find it’s way to me and give me all the answers. And it did. It came in many different forms.
Some mornings it arrived on my iPod on my long journey up to work. Some days it appeared in my inbox in an e-mail from someone who took the time to write me while I was away. Some nights it popped up on my cell phone as a “thinking of you” text.
In other ways it came in the form of tough love. When I considered the idea of uprooting my entire life to start fresh, I was guided by the voices of both strangers and close friends to reconsider my choice. For the first time in awhile, I listened to those voices.
Now I sit on the horizon of an exciting new adventure, one that will change my life and the lives of those I will help when THEY are feeling lost. The Universe has been good to me… She shook me up a bit but then dropped me exactly where I needed to be. I am so excited, so thankful, and so anxious to begin.
I return home to NYC in 10 days, and I can’t wait to give my love right back to the people who have shared it with me along the way.
Until then, know I carry every single one of you with me everywhere I go.
