I find it hard to step right back into my routine after traveling. Don’t get me wrong, I love to come home to my own space and the people that love me and who I adore that much more—my friends and family I get excited to share my stories with. Because it is the people that I surround myself with that give me the support to live out my dreams and welcome me home even as time passes us by. But, where I seem to struggle are the days after I’ve been home. I push aside my daily routine and instead long for the road of travel, which stirs up the wanderlust inside me.
I wouldn’t change this lifestyle that I am happily leading and desperately seeking. I instead teach myself how to find a comfortable balance that works for everyone involved. Because I am extremely grateful for the places I’ve been, the friendships I’ve made and the lessons I’ve learned while traveling, but then again, I am absolutely in love with my home base, the person I share it with and the memories we make.
So, I was patient with myself this week. And, I gave myself the time I needed to settle back in—slowly but surely. Because I must admit, even the traveler inside me has some homebody tendencies I would never want to change.