This trip home has been a whirlwind, and I have found myself going out to dinner and meeting up with family on most evenings, and there are family members I hadn’t seen in ages in the mix.
Being gone for so long leaves me with a lot of catching up; poor Pat has been caught in the middle of it. Cousins have had babies, uncles have retired and people have changed jobs, so there’s plenty to talk about, but still the questions come back to me.
“So, are you staying in Australia? Are you not coming back to Peoria?”
That seems to be the most popular question, and most everyone seems to follow my blog or Facebook in some way, shape or form, so they know the answer is that I am definitely not coming back to Peoria anytime soon (see this post).
The funniest question I received from a family member, however, was simply:
“Girl, are you crazy?!”
How do you answer a question like that coming from someone who is living in a small town in the Midwest when you have traversed the globe on countless occasions, living in countries unheard of by many and pretty much counting yourself as a citizen of the world?
I don’t think I’m crazy. I never have — not during all of this country-hopping, backpack-living fun and excitement.
But, when you quit decent jobs, like the one I used to have, and head to countries with -stan in the name, then people here think you’re crazy. Seriously, they’ve told me.
I don’t know, people. I can see the value in going to school, going to college, getting a good job, buying a house and buying a car… a bit. You can sure acquire a lot of “stuff” in your years and have some sort of security and well-being in doing the standard life. Only…
It’s not for me!
Instead of doing that, I’ve lived a life post-college that has taught me more about the world than most people will acquire in a lifetime. I’ve put myself in situations that have tested my strengths and exposed my weaknesses. I’ve been places that have shaped my viewpoints of family, money and charity. I feel as though anything is possible in this world as long as you get out there and do it.
I’ve studied languages, taught English and took part in an archaeological dig. I’ve shot badass guns in a Soviet bunker in Lithuania (and kept the targets to prove it). I’ve lived with foreign families and tried out new career options. I’m on the move… excited and excitable.
I don’t think I’m crazy. Do you?