My first day in the hostel has come and gone and it has truly been a day in the hostel. I didn't go anywhere. Being sick, tired, and alone has led me to believe that staying in is just a good option for today. (Ok, I'll go eat later, or maybe I'll just buy something here...)
But there's more. I haven't just been doing nothing.
I booked my hostel in Lima.
I researched the best ways to get to Machu Picchu. (By best I mean cheapest, which makes them about the worst.)
I edited and updated my blog.
I uploaded pictures. (Sorry, you will have to wait til I'm back in the states to see them, it really takes hours to upload just a few to the blog or Facebook.)
I took my antibiotics.
I talked with Nina.
I journaled a lot (more).
Yes, there is that much to journal about.
I've learned some things from my time here in Cusco. I choose not to go into great detail, maybe I'll post more on my personal blog. (riseabovethistoday.blogspot.com for those of you who haven't already checked it out.) But yes, life lessons, at least, I hope they last a life-time!
Thinking about choices I made and the affects they had.
I'm sad. I've hurt people. I've hurt myself.
I'm excited. Many possibilities ahead of me for growth, for change.
I'm contemplative. How to avoid making the same mistakes again in the future?
I'm humbled. So many people have told me they forgive me recently. I'm humbled that I needed that much forgiveness. I'm humbled that they all gave it so readily.
I'm scared. I still don't know all of the consequences of everything that's happened here. New chapters are always scary.
I'm drained. Emotionally, there's just not much left.
I'm sobered. I've never seen my flaws so clearly before, nor their potential to hurt the ones I profess to love the most.
I'm calm. Knowing that what's happened has happened. And everyone in the situation has the choice to make the best of it or be a victim. I am not in control of anyone's response except my own.
I'm ready. Ready to move on. Ready to face whatever comes next. Ready to grow. Ready to mature. Ready to love. Ready to forgive.
But there's more. I haven't just been doing nothing.
I booked my hostel in Lima.
I researched the best ways to get to Machu Picchu. (By best I mean cheapest, which makes them about the worst.)
I edited and updated my blog.
I uploaded pictures. (Sorry, you will have to wait til I'm back in the states to see them, it really takes hours to upload just a few to the blog or Facebook.)
I took my antibiotics.
I talked with Nina.
I journaled a lot (more).
Yes, there is that much to journal about.
I've learned some things from my time here in Cusco. I choose not to go into great detail, maybe I'll post more on my personal blog. (riseabovethistoday.blogspot.com for those of you who haven't already checked it out.) But yes, life lessons, at least, I hope they last a life-time!
Thinking about choices I made and the affects they had.
I'm sad. I've hurt people. I've hurt myself.
I'm excited. Many possibilities ahead of me for growth, for change.
I'm contemplative. How to avoid making the same mistakes again in the future?
I'm humbled. So many people have told me they forgive me recently. I'm humbled that I needed that much forgiveness. I'm humbled that they all gave it so readily.
I'm scared. I still don't know all of the consequences of everything that's happened here. New chapters are always scary.
I'm drained. Emotionally, there's just not much left.
I'm sobered. I've never seen my flaws so clearly before, nor their potential to hurt the ones I profess to love the most.
I'm calm. Knowing that what's happened has happened. And everyone in the situation has the choice to make the best of it or be a victim. I am not in control of anyone's response except my own.
I'm ready. Ready to move on. Ready to face whatever comes next. Ready to grow. Ready to mature. Ready to love. Ready to forgive.
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