Sadness Turns Into Laughter

Birds were not chirping when my day began

For I longed to talk to the person that makes me whole

How can I smile when oceans separate us

All I felt was sadness.

 

Perhaps it was the hugs from my students

Or seeing a blue sky while the warmth from the sun touched my skin

My sadness was replaced with laughter and smiles

My heart began to heal.

 

Sadness was replaced with excitement as I left to meet a friend

Restaurant Week arrived at the time I needed most

An amazing view with delicious food along with great conversation

Made my blue fade into the horizon.

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Sadness Turns Into Laughter

Birds were not chirping when my day began

For I longed to talk to the person that makes me whole

How can I smile when oceans separate us

All I felt was sadness.

 

Perhaps it was the hugs from my students

Or seeing a blue sky while the warmth from the sun touched my skin

My sadness was replaced with laughter and smiles

My heart began to heal. 

 

Sadness was replaced with excitement as I left to meet a friend

Restaurant Week arrived at the time I needed most

An amazing view with delicious food along with great conversation

Made my blue fade into the horizon. 

 

First Time

I am ashamed to say that I have been living abroad for two and a half years and just set up a blog 10 minutes ago. Honestly, I can’t even believe I had enough courage to follow my dream and move. I believe that was the hardest thing I have ever done; however, it has been the best choice I have ever made.

Most of my family and friends are on various social networks and I didn’t see the point of having a blog. We keep in touch throughout the year and I visit during the summer. Recently, I realized my family and friends will never come visit me nor share my experiences. They will never see the amazing things I see, experience daily living frustrations, or learn what it is like to live in an international city. We no longer vacation in the same cities, have the same hobbies, or talk as often.  I feel our different experiences are making us become different people. My life is so different from theirs and I don’t think they understand it. Maybe through this blog they will begin to understand why I want to live abroad and the experiences have changed me into a stronger person.

I not only want to share my written experiences with my family and friends, but also have a way to document my international experiences for me to recall years from now when I may be too busy to remember them.