I should be cleaning the house we are looking after right now. I should be packing. We drive to Denver to pick up the owners of the house tomorrow. Thursday, we begin the journey we have been craving for a while; the drive back ‘home’ to Playa del Carmen, Mexico.
I’ve spent almost seven years living in places other than my home city of Perth, Western Australia.
I have certainly missed my friends and family (which is when I usually ask them to come and see me!), but in all that time I cannot say I’ve ever been homesick. When I would hear people talking and writing about missing home, I could never relate. Never felt that ‘pull’ to return, never felt drawn back to my home.
That was until I found a new home, or I should say, we did.
I am still astounded that Tyrhone and I both fell in love with Playa del Carmen, the Yucatan, and the whole of Mexico as we did. We differ in our opinions on a lot of things. So I am so unbelievably thankful we both agree on our love for Playa, a place we visited on a whim and discovered a life beyond our wildest dreams.
We’re still not ready to ‘settle down’ in a permanent way. We have no interest in owning a home and we have no plans of having kids. I don’t know if we ever will. But we miss Playa. We miss the beaches and the food and the cenotes and the food. We miss our friends and our cafe and our whacky acquaintances.
We miss walking aimlessly through the back streets and we miss our favorite mole place.
I miss the fresh juices, the yoga and my recovery community.
I miss the heat that turns a deliberate walk into a slow cruise.
I miss the Caribbean Sea like a missing limb.
We both miss the flavor and freedom of Mexico.
We miss the lack of rules and regulations.
We miss our home.
I truly believe that timing is everything. I wasn’t taken with Playa when I first arrived because I was looking at it from the outside. After a few months of living there, however, I began to see it from within, through the people I met and the experiences I was led to. A year later, I saw it as part of me and me as part of it.
I knew I had found somewhere I belonged, which is why, of course, we left.
We aren’t ready to settle down, remember?!
I am so glad we left. I am so glad we had the adventures, mishaps and challenges we did. I am so glad we hit the lowest part of our journey in Guatemala, abandoning our plans for a central American road trip and house sat on Mexico’s west coast instead. I am glad we did this trip through the US to experience so many wonderful places and people.
The Grand Canyon really is as grand as they say…
Glacier national park is still stunning in the winter…
The Rocky Mountains are really high…
All these experiences have allowed me to grow and change and learn more about myself through the various melt-downs, break downs, epiphanies and moments of wonder they provided.
There was a lot of stress over Tyrhone’s flying last year. It almost broke us, but instead, it made us stronger, both individually and as a couple.
Watching him make his dream a reality has not only made me immensely proud of him, but has given me more resolve to follow my own.
I want to connect more, heal more and surrender more to who I truly am, more of the person who speaks to me in the stillness. I want to encourage others to do that too.
Tyrhone wants to fly, fly, fly! He hasn’t been able to fly at the altitude we are at, plus he tore a ligament off a bone in his ankle on his second day of snowboarding, so he is absolutely chomping at the bit to get back in the air.
I have never seen him so impassioned about anything in the almost-nine years we’ve been together, so to see him discover his ‘Thing’ has been quite miraculous (that is, if miracles include a lot of blood, sweat and tears!).
I have learned that following your heart always, always pays off and that avoiding difficulty by giving into fear doesn’t.
This journey has been immensely challenging, but the reward is that we both get to wake up every day, in love with the life we have created.
We will take that love with us wherever we go, but for now I am so glad that we get to take it, home.
Thank you, Americans! We have met so many wonderful people during our six month stay and we cannot thank you enough for your kindness, generosity and hospitality. Seriously, thank you for the meals, the coffees and the conversations. There are too many of you to mention but you know who you are xxx