Thursday, March 14, 2013

reverse culture shock explained in gifs -- Part #1

I’m having a difficult week (month, perhaps months), and it is even more difficult to find the words to publicly describe why. Perhaps it is the result of the constant realignments of my universe. Over the last year, my priorities have changed, new options emerged, old ones appear less attractive and I seem to lack the clarity of mind with which to put these pieces of my life-puzzle together. Hence, as Ron Burgundy would say, “I’m in a glass case of emotion” -- a foreign place in itself.

Ron Burgundy, Anchorman

Life continues to be difficult--in its usual (sometimes alarming) ways, the ones with which I know how to live and persevere--but beautiful. I continue to go to bed every night with the knowledge and  contentment of what it feels like to be completely alive - something that a year or two ago would have been nothing short of a miracle.

While I look for words and clarity of mind to assemble the pieces, here are some gifs to help me explain:

When I first returned, my family was like this:

Now they are like:

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And, I’m like:

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When someone asked if Rwanda is near Brazil:

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Reading the journals and unpublished blog posts I wrote in Rwanda:

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When people ask why I can’t just have a “normal life and do normal things”:

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Scrolling through my pictures from Rwanda:

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When people ask me how it feels to be back home:

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Reality:

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Anytime the weatherperson mentions the words winter, cold, or snow:

Everyone else at the grocery store:

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Me at the grocery store trying to wrap my head around so many choices:

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And then I find a familiar friend:

Still unpacking things 4 months and 8 days later:

Reading blog posts, articles, or anything else about Rwanda and realizing most of the people who write about it have never stepped foot in the country:

#thatawkwardmoment when I begin a story with “In Rwanda,…” and my friends and family are like:

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When people ask me “what I want to do with my life now?”…On the inside I’m like:

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Or, perhaps…a stay-at-home mom to my family dog: (Don’t judge, she needs someone to change the channels)

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And then I give this soulful response and they’re like:

And then I’m like:

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4 comments:

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    Paulo Gonçalves

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  2. Hello Paulo,

    Obrigado por visitar meu blog. Visitei também a vossa. Very nice! Vou continuar lendo e espero aprender um pouco de português.

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