In Conclusion...

Dear followers, it's time for me to draw an end to this blog. Or take a break.

Today is the two month mark since our return and the time has come to look ahead and move on, taking this beautiful experience along with me. I have been talking to friends and reading a little about the unavoidable after shock which follows the achievement of a long time dream, and I feel better now. Normal, anyway. Do not underestimate this part of the whole picture, it is very common to feel a void and be down for awhile afterwards. Try to acknowledge your good fortune despite your mood, and more importantly allow yourself to feel that way. It's perfectly okay, but reach out and express yourself... do not try to keep it all in.

If some of you are planning on taking your family away for a few months, I hope that my blog has - or will - inspire you to go right ahead, and I hope that I have provided some useful tips and insight into the planning, the deployment, and the aftermath.

In conclusion...
I would do it again in a snap, and I would not change a thing. Life is a short window filled with great opportunities to cease. I feel privileged to have been able to share my deep love of Yucatan with my family (and with you!), and we now share that love and respect. I want us to build on that.
I will fill the void with new dreams, and if I can be blessed with some more good fortune I will have a great time making them come true. In doing so I hope that my boys learn to do just the same.

Until the next adventure - farewell!

Post Mortem

No matter how hard I try, my life seems very boring right now. Working, and sort of taking care of the home front, not very enthusiastic about anything these days. I am looking forward to our summer vacation, but until then there's nothing exciting in the forecast.

I call it post mortem syndrome... the period where one realises that after living such a wonderful experience, the colours of regular day to day life seem terribly faded, and way too real. It makes me question a number of choices for the coming years - one of which is to allow myself to slow down, and hopefully dust off those colours on a regular basis. I know there's a way, and I shall find it.

Oh well. The blooming spring should help! And as dear Sclarlett said so well, 'Tomorrow... is another day!'