So, long story short, I’ve been seriously considering moving back to Latin America for a spell. Believe it or not, this is a wholly new idea for me: it never even occurred to me over the last year, which–of course–says something. And then one day I just woke up with the strong, deep, compelling desire to do so. I wish I could pinpoint exactly what planted the idea in my mind, but I don’t remember. Something in the last few weeks. In fact, a lot’s been going on the last few weeks, new winds blowing through and old ones finally leaving. At this point, I really just need to decide if this is a wise or addle-headed decision and then get on with it already–either take off or take another direction in my life here. I can’t live with the ambivalence–I must make a decision! And I must stop caring about what other people think and learn to trust myself.
Depending on whether another opportunity works out for me, I could go around October, or it could be as soon as May.
In related news, I’ve decided that the perfect life for me would be to work as a teacher and travel every summer. So, the ideal partner would be either another teacher or someone who can work remotely. This setup is so perfect for me that I can’t understand why it never dawned on me earlier or why I resisted it. Of course, I will keep on translating and interpreting as well. And lots of dancing, cooking, and reading. And I will study more languages. Yes, this would be a life of bliss and meaning for me. Still, there are many questions. High school or college? City or countryside? Live in the U.S. and spend three months every year abroad or live abroad and spend three months every year in the U.S., periodically switching things around? Cats or dogs? But I don’t fret; everything will be made clear with time.
What does a life well lived look like to you?