Farewell my love....

Today I left India and arrived in Sri Lanka.

I had always been fascinated with India and always wanted to go there, but was always afraid to go alone. Little did I know that I would fall in love with the country, especially Calcutta. I've left a piece of my heart in India and even though I don't know when exactly, I know I will return to call it home.

As I was thinking about what exactly to write for this posting, I realized that it's not just my love, India, that I say farewell too, it's also Jeff. As my flight took off from Chennai, I left behind any lingering hopes that I had that he would come around and make it all right. I left not with anger or resentment, simply questions and forgiveness, even if he never knows about it. I left with a heart much healthier, happier and put together than the heart I arrived with. I left as a new person. A person who recognizes a distinct path for her life, appreciation for the simple things in life and a person much happier and more satisfied with who I am and where I'm at in life.

Love, whether for a person or a country, can do funny things to you. My love for Jeff brought me to India, only to be abandoned and picked up and loved again by a whole country. You can't really beat that deal... trade one guy in for 6 billion people, not bad! :) Despite all the hurt and heartache I went thru, it was all worth it, if that's what it took to get me to India.... I'd do it all over again!