Another story: a bolt from the blue

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Another story: a bolt from the blue

Coping with our new life after the accident is another story. Everything practical is arranged now. We have a nice home. John works as a re-integration coach again. I choose to take every job which did not include any responsibility for other people. Ending up as a saleswoman in a DIY shop. Knowing that I have more than enough to handle, emotionally with myself.

The accident and afterward the new life, came as a bolt of the blue, so to say. Emotionally and mentally, I am far away from my normal behavior. Rumbling through our belongings, I easily cry. Everything what goes through my hands has it�s own memory�s. Pictures on the computer I avoid seeing them, it�s too difficult. Maybe later, but know it makes me sad to see how everything changed.

To explain some of it: Look at our view last November in Hungary

and the one we have now�

I am not complaining, don�t get the wrong impression. I count my blessings.

It�s not easy to make future plans. Somehow we want back to our life of traveling, not knowing how to accomplish this. Looking back it was far easier to give up everything when we started this whole adventure then coping know with this changes. This is another story.

Both way's of life

We have seen both way�s of life: the rat race of jobs, mortgages and responsibility, and the �never to know where we are in the evening� way of life. The second way is the one I want back, no doubt about that. However, the reality is that we are almost pulled back into the old life of working and settling. It needs a change of mind set I am not ready for.

The good part is having our family around us. The kids have visited us on regular base now, living in the neighborhood or less than an hour away. It feels good to see them more often.

Last week we went back to a family we met in February 2007. Rene, Marjo and their kids gave us four day�s hospitality then, and also the opportunity to celebrate my birthday on Valentines Day. They both wanted to hear how we have handled all the experiences on our way. It was almost the first time we talked in detail after we went back. I found out we have far more story�s to tell than we actually did on this website. Looking back we only wrote some summarized insights. We could easily publish hundred-and-one more stories in one volume.

Maybe that�s also a solution to handle what is boiling inside me. Just telling one story after another story, and again. But how?

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