A Bird Set Free
I'm sitting on the floor in the San Francisco airport writing this e-mail to you.
I returned to a city where I've experienced so much the past 19 years. It was a hard trip but also a wholly liberating and joyous one.
Being here was like coming face to face with ghosts of a past that wounded me deeply.
I walked by the places I used to live, neighborhoods I used to walk daily, that I no longer belong to but tried so hard to fit it.
Sounds, smells, and sights that caused me some anxiety as I experienced them again, the mind playing those tricks where it confuses time and thinks painful experiences are happening again.
It was also joyous because:
I got to meet my beautiful niece and became an aunt for the first time.
I spent quality time with my family and enjoyed fun moments with close friends.
My bond with my mother became even stronger and I enjoyed spending time with her so much.
I ate some of the delicious food I had missed so much (Tacos and enchiladas oh my)!
and finally, it was liberating because:
I was able to put to rest any pain I carried from the past. A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders and I can now focus on an exciting, loving future in Greece.