There have been many days where I have missed family so very much …. it produces an ache so deep, where relief seems impossible … I breathe my way through the loneliness …. this is the contradiction, the paradox of my life … wanderlust, intermingled with a deep love for family and a desire to have them near …

I recently finished a book a friend recommended …. she found many similarities with my choice of travel and the author’s and thought I may enjoy the read …. I do and I did 🙂 “Tales of a Female Nomad” …. living at large in the world” by Rita Golden Gelman. She is an author of many children’s books and this is her first for adults. I cried, recognizing a place of strong connection, as I read some of Rita’s words … a few quotes from her book …

“My spirit gets nourished in faraway places. Sometimes I wonder if it’s a biological flaw that compels me to seek the excitement and challenge that comes of being in a place where nobody knows me”

“I think my compulsion to settle into communities that are different from the ones I know, is related to my passion for experiential learning. I learn best and most happily by doing, teaching, sharing, tasting. When I am somewhere new, learning goes on all day, every day.”