Helena of the Lake

  The clock is ticking and my emotions are all over the place. Am I really ready for another change? I've lived a very comfortable life here for the last seven years, even this year of Covid was tough on my mind and especially on my body, but it was still good. Now I'm going back to my own country, but I have no idea if it's a good decision or not. So many people have told me how bad things are at home right now. I'm over fifty, white and I haven't had a normal job in over twelve years. My biggest challenge is making it on my own. Can I succeed? If I don't, will I be able to ask for help? Being a super independent person makes that one of the most difficult aspects of my crazy life. I've been on my own for so long and I pride myself in being able to take care of my own life. God and me, always in this together. I have to trust that He didn't bring me all this way just to abandon me. I'm the one who needs to keep praying and trusting in Him. He is the

Unconditional love. Two heavy words, if you haven't experienced it yet. Two beautiful words, if you have. And I think I can say, I have. I've always kept my circle small because I prefer quality over quantity. In every stage of my life, I've been blessed to have people who have enriched my life and made me a better person. Some of them stayed for years, others just passed by, but they made an impact on me and taught me lessons that I won't forget. Some connections are instant, others happen over time or take you by surprise. If I invest my time and love in a friendship, I go all the way. I'm the one who keeps in contact, remembers your birthday and checks in with you when you least expect it. Some of my friendships are over thirty-five years old, others are a few years old, but they are all priceless. The moment we connect it is as if we just saw each other the day before. The love, the comfort and the connections are still there. Hold on to those beautiful souls th