Now I know why they invented honeymoons. Jet lag, laundry and overdo emails aside, I am back home feeling so good, so nourished, it almost doesn’t seem fair.
I keep reliving moments, (mostly food related, but not all!) and remembering some of the incredible scenes of the last 3 weeks. It did my soul good to see friends in New York and Geneva, and to make new ones in France and Italy. And it was nice to get out of my routines and rhythms, and force myself to adapt to new, sometimes better ones.
This last year has been a kind of line in the sand, between working and not working, being single and being married. And this trip, besides celebrating those changes, gave me a chance to look at my life and myself and see just what has changed, and what has stayed the same.
I am calmer than I used to be, and am finding how nice it can be not to try and be in control every second, but to let things happen around me. I am more appreciative of the people I love, and the ones who love me. And I treasure little everyday pleasures more– an unexpected waterfall roaring down a craggy Alpen mountainside, a full moon rising above New York skyscrapers, a game of darts in a Geneva pub.
And yet, I am seeing that I am still the overly sensitive, slightly sappy, eternal optimist that I ever was. In my enthusiasm for life, I still make mistakes (and I have made some really, really dumb ones). But I carry on, still believing that life is meant to be happy, and to be enjoyed. I still get a thrill from a challenge, and still have to-do lists that now include things like: see Alaska, lose weight (that has never not been on one of my to-do lists), do yoga more seriously, floss, learn Italian, write a novel. I am still, as my former husband used to say, the one and only daughter of Don and Rainy Boyle and as such, still believe I have the best family that has ever been (only now it is twice as big!). I firmly believe that my life is getting better. And, more than ever, I believe in love.
So, yes, I have switched the Beaufort fromage for Tillamook Cheddar, room service for my own blueberry smoothies, the Alps for the Wasatch mountains, and daily discoveries for the comfortable familiarity of home.
But I feel peaceful and grateful and poised for what I am sure will be the best years of my life.