Returning to everyday life after a "life-changing experience" is a challenge. In addition to adjusting to the differences between life in the Lot and life in New Orleans; I had no 9-5 "regular" job lined up to return to. A major infrastructure to my life no longer existed. I spent a lot of time feeling like I was on the outside looking in and trying to figure out just where I fit.
Although I returned to Tour de Faure and Cahors to visit friends from '98 to 2002; I feared I'd lost the centering magic of that time in the Lot. I had my foot on the first step to getting back on that train. I struggled. I fought.
I tried to be as present as possible and pay attention to what was going on for me in New Orleans and what I was feeling when I would return to the Lot. Had I lost the Lot, or was this just part of tiny steps along an unknown path that needed to be taken?
During a visit to Tour de Faure, I realized that I needed a place of my own in the Lot. I wasn't sure what that would look like. I talked with some friends there. I talked wtih friends here. I explored.
I was hoping to put the puzzle pieces together for myself to recapture the Lot I'd lost when I was and wasn't there. Is it possible that I would find that one piece to make it all fit? Only time and patience would tell.
Happy Thursday!
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