I guess this week I would like to continue a little bit on my story of last week.
As a person being used to traveling it's not always clear if the sound off ' home sweet home' is really what I am hearing...
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Monday |
As I already said I have traveled a lot before we got the kids, and we still do, but a lot less..
And home has definitely become much more home then it has ever been before.
But there is something about this other life that I have...
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Tuesday |
When living that life, sometimes I forget there is a home...
That life is so consuming, sometimes it makes me very confused...
Like having two personality's...
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Wednesday |
It's funny how we keep on calling it work,
but it's really not just work...
It's a life style...
But then suddenly we had kids and everything changed...
I thought: ' heh is that it? it's actually fairly easy!'
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Thursday |
There was a long time when living that life, I was thinking 'I should really get out before it's too late'
I worried about it...
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Friday |
But then suddenly we had kids and everything changed...
I thought: ' heh is that it? it's actually fairly easy!'
Really I didn't realize it wasn't over, and I actually was already infected...
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Saturday |
So it happens when I'm out there, that I get all confused...
I love home, and off course it's my sweet home with my sweet kids..
But at the same time traveling feels also a bit like home... my other sweet home
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Sunday |
So how do I deal with that?
Is it really normal to be confused?
Should I feel guilty?
The only answer I can find is that maybe being infected is not such a bad thing.
And if we manage to combine both life's it should all be fine...
It's all a matter of keeping the balance wright.
And not loose myself in one home nor the other... ;-)
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