Dreams and Reality

Have you ever been in a situation where you are actually in the presence of something that happened in a dream and it's now real? Let me explain myself. 

When I left my country I held on to my memories like a castaway to a log. My life depended on those memories and losing them would be catastrophic for me. But after 20 years, they are no longer memories or anecdotes, they become this blurry image in the back of your mind, and you don't know if they truly happened or if you made them up to cover up for the fact that you forgot everything about your previous life. 

I am going back to Argentina next week and I will see the people and places that were part of those memories. I am going to see and feel and smell and hear those places and those people. It's going to be like a dream coming to life, becoming a reality. It sounds a bit scary, but I think that it is mostly overwhelming right now. I am going to cry like a baby, I just know it! I can't wait!! 

Going Home!!

I haven't written in a very long time. I guess the purpose that this blog was supposed to serve was done with some time ago. But here I am again, writing. I have been working and healing, growing and learning. Throughout all that learning and healing and working and growing I managed to purchase a ticket to my hometown of Buenos Aires in Argentina. I left my country 19 years ago, without a choice or any desire to do so. As a young teenager I had very little say in that kind of decision. I left heartbroken and hopeless. In many cases, in most cases actually, young people tend to adapt to a new environment with certain ease. Not me. 

I did not adapt, I guess you could say I surrendered!! hahahaha But all in all, it was not a bad life. I have a very fulfilling career, good memories and some bad ones too, but generally speaking it has been a pleasant ride. The only problem is, I'm getting a little motion-sickness here. 

Going home for a little vacation now, and who knows, maybe more! hehe