I AM HOME!!! Sorry, I just had to scream and let that out of my system before this entry gets underway. But yes, it's true, the time I have been looking forward to for what seems like a lifetime is now here and honestly, I could not be happier. Great Britain, I love you!
How are you all? I hope that with only (can you believe it) seven days till Christmas, the holiday period sees your work load and stress levels decreasing and your festive cheer continually on the 'up'.
I must apologise for my blogger silence these past few weeks, I absolutely intended to have another post on 'ching ching, darlings!' for you all to read this holiday season, but my goodness, it appears that apparently December has just not have enough hours (literally), in the day for me this year! I have been nothing less than rushed off my feet these past few weeks with a list that just seemed never-ending. I must say though, there's something about December that makes a stressful time less of one - I think it's the fact that as Christmas gets closer, everything just seems, well, better? So yeah, as I was saying I had a list simply too long to get through before December 17th came around. You name it, I had to do it - packing and present buying for going home, a final exam of the semester to revise for, a mountain of washing that let's be honest, was not going to do itself and not to mention having to squeeze in as many nights out, last-minute fikas and god knows what else with friends as I possibly could before leaving the Swedish capital to come home - talk about a busy life, right? A busy life indeed, but nevertheless, a fabulous one!
So here we are with December 18th upon us and it's just gone 7.57pm, as I sit here writing this to you all at my home kitchen table, hiding away from the deathly combination of the Scottish wind and rain outside (standard), and not to mention looking for some blog-entry inspiration (oh, and with a cup of tea, always), I can't help but just feel absolutely blessed.
Its been said by Oliver Wendell Holmes, one of my favourite author of quotes, that "where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts." If you ask me, it's so true. No matter where our feet may take us throughout our life, our travels, our ups, our downs, our highs and our lows, love always brings us home along with our heart. Words simply cannot express how happy I am to be back in the UK for the holiday season this year, it truly has been far too long. There comes a time in everyone's life, in my opinion anyway, where the only place you want to be is home, after all, home is where the heart is, right? You can travel as far away as possible, eat as many different cuisine's as you can find, experience a multitude of cultures so far from your own and do as many airport 'check-ins' on Facebook at the departure gate as you want, but when the cards are put on the table, there is nothing quite like coming home and spending quality time with those we all hold most dear.
As a society, we've become terribly bad for NOT living in the moment, it's almost like we refuse to do so anymore, as if it just no longer happens. We always want more, we always desire to do bigger and better things, we always need to think ahead and plan things down to microscopic levels of detail, which of course is great, but if you ask me, the extent of this greatness is somewhat questionable.
What ever happened to appreciating things for what they are? Living in the moment, living right now, like this very second?..
What ever happened to appreciating things for what they are? Living in the moment, living right now, like this very second?..
After a life changing summer across the pond in the U S of A at Loyaltown and now having had an amazing 1st semester of my year abroad in Stockholm under my belt, life for me could honestly not be any better. I've never had such a wild, frantic, crazy, spontaneous, fun, knowledgeable, emotional and life-changing roller-coaster period as much as right now. Undoubtedly and naturally, I feel so lucky to have had such amazing opportunities as well as having experienced moments in my life to date that, quite frankly, are priceless - there is no disputing this fact and believe me, I wouldn't change any of it for the world. Nevertheless, on returning to the UK after three and a half months spent stateside - with a mere two day turnover period between returning home and embarking upon my Swedish adventure, being back in my home, with familiar surroundings and in my native country with those I love most feels simply delightful. It's the sheer icing on top of a suitably wild seven months.
When I sit down and properly reflect upon such a time in my life, such as now, it only reinforces a major realisation i've encompassed along the way. No matter how much fun we have, things we do, places we visit or experiences we encounter, leaving some 'time-out' from the increasingly fast-paced lives we lead is nothing less than imperative.
As I come to be spreading my wings and finding myself in this place we call the world more and more, it seems that my love and general levels of appreciation towards the simple pleasures of life at home have multiplied, multiplied and then multiplied some more. Dr. Seuss says it simply and eloquently - "Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory." Ladies and gents, it has indeed become most clear to me that I did not appreciate my home life as much as I should have a few years back - before the periods of time spent away from the comfort zone of the 'nest' started to increase at an exciting but downright scary rate. Indeed, these times gone by are now memories I should have appreciated so much more.
To all of you out there - live in the moment. Yes plan ahead, yes think of the future, yes want something more but please, oh my god please, LIVE FOR NOW.
No matter where, far or close by, the front door of your home will always be there to welcome you back.
It will be like you never left - I promise.
Much love and live for that moment guys.
Speak soon.
L xo