Perhaps it is just because it feels surreal that I am leaving, but I have the distinct feeling that I will be coming back. I have no idea when or for how long, but leaving Germany feels like leaving Kansas did: it is a home that I will always return to in some way. Perhaps it is because I don't want to say goodbye to the amazing community I have found here, but the goodbyes that I have said so far have felt more like "see you laters." Maybe I just don't like goodbyes though.
After my last post, I had a lot of people come forward to tell me how much they would like to help me start a life in Germany. I received advice for how to furnish a kitchen (apparently it isn't actually that expensive), offers to borrow furniture, to help with a job search--basically everything I was worried about. Once again, the idea of Germany became an exciting chance to be brave. I will still take my time considering it, but I don't want to choose not to move here simply because I am scared.
For now, though, I am going to live in the moment and enjoy my time at home. I am so excited to see my family and friends. My mom said to me, "Lela and I are excited for you to stay with us for a few weeks. We're excited for your cooking." This is a good thing, because I plan on doing a lot of cooking. I'm excited to play music with my best friend, Naomi, and do aikido on the plaid carpet at our house. We also have some filming projects that we want to do. I have so many things to share and do.
However, I will definitely miss my group here. I think this coming year will really tell me where I belong. But for now, I am just going to try transitioning smoothly.
Love, Peace, and Doughnuts,