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Back to reality

I have been back for under 3 weeks and it already feels like so long. The ups and downs, more downs than wanted, have been immense and overwhelming. 
I left Mozambique re-energized that we still found a way to go back, re-vitalized with all the plans I had, careful with notes of meetings and follow-ups, certain that everything was going to be ok. As I came back and reality started hitting, it took me until this weekend to make it through and accept it. I am not happy about it but I accept life won't always be smiling, and that yes, when it rains it pours. And by accepting I feel stronger in my conviction of enjoying the moments I have and be happy with the gifts life has given me. 
I am loved, have a lovely child, have a dysfunctional family but one that loves me, have a hard job but one that I like, have a hard time coping with so many things but that is only because I have so many interests. We have struggled to feel happy this year and get back on our feet. But happiness is a product of expectations and one can't expect life to always be smiling. So we can smile back at the nice moments and nice things and focus on what is important. 
And if what is important right now is to accumulate air miles on flights to Lisbon, then so be it. It has been a while since I earned my gold status anyway! 

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