So it’s been 311 days, 15 hours 7 minutes and 24 seconds
since I stepped off the plane from the US, and no I wasn’t counting J I can’t believe it’s
been that long! Days fly by without one even realizing
it.
These past 302 days have been heart breaking, disappointing
at times, miserable, shocking, filled with denial, plenty of wtf moments….but
also life changing, uplifting, beautiful, filled with bouts of hysterical
laughter and soul searching moments. Today I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
That difficult journey had to be made for me to realize what I had (a place
that I DID call home), what I lost, what and whom I loved, what I have missed
out on and finally who I am. Obviously I haven’t turned into Confucius and
figured it all out yet, but I feel like I’m on the right path.
No, I still don’t feel like I fit in with my “own” people,
but that’s ok. One realization that I came to was that I don’t need to feel
like I have to identify with Indians. My relationship with India might
just continue to be a complicated one. Though we are getting to know each other
and having a good laugh at one another.
I am enjoying discovering my new home, rediscovering my
relationship with my parents, meeting new people and navigating the unique
specimen that is the Indian man. More importantly change has been reflected in
my jewelry, leading me down a more holistic path, focusing on up-cycled and
recycled pieces. I wake up each morning thankful that I get to create something
new each day, I get to flex my mind muscles, explore my creativity, challenge
myself and go out of my comfort zone. I haven’t been this content in a long,
long time.
So I’ve re-awakened the blog, to use it to chronicle my
travels, discoveries in design and jewelry, evolution of my work, and maybe
even documenting the wtf moments, because they are priceless and a plenty.
I
will leave you with this, “Choose a job you love, and
you will never have to work a day in your life”, yes you guessed it, Confucius.