(Disclaimer for non-Dutch followers, this blog might be disappointing. From now I am planning to write a Dutch blog on Sundays. Just to summarize my week and the blogs I have written before. Especially on fieldtrip weeks, I might not be able to write during the week, but hopefully I can catch up while I... Continue Reading →
It’s weekend. A warm and peaceful Saturday. I wrote a blog post on Day 180, but somehow it disappeared in the draft stage. My head has been too full with all the thoughts and emotions to write something down. But I am sure that many of you are wondering how my first few days in... Continue Reading →
And all of the sudden it’s here. I am an adult now. At least I think I woke up like one this morning. I knew it was coming, but now it's here I am still a little surprised. Okay, I didn’t grow into on overnight, but today I noticed it. Saying goodbye to my parents... Continue Reading →
It still feels surreal. It hasn't quite sunken in yet. I am leaving for East Africa soon. To a place where there is hunger. People are starving. To a place where there is war and never peace. People are on the run. In the news, they are talking about millions of people that don't have food.... Continue Reading →
It seems like this is an 'I am giving advice' type of week. I started this weekend with writing about questioning yourself, yesterday I wrote about caring for our planet. Today is a blog about informing yourself. I spend some unexpected hours in a train today, so I decided to start reading a book that I have read some bits and pieces of, but never read completely: no logo from Naomi Klein. But I don't really care if you read this book or not. As long as you read, watch, listen and inform yourself, I am more than happy.
One-hundred-and-eleven blogs so far. That's three ones after each other. Although it really doesn't feel like that, I do think it is kind of awesome. So far so good. 365 - 111 = 254 blogs to go. My blogs have become one of my stable activities throughout my days. Like a pillar in water. On a day in which the world is shaken by a new president, stability is what I need. So as I am writing my blog today, while I am watching an inauguration speech which is just another campaigning speech, I take a deep breath. Where is the stability?One-hundred-and-eleven blogs so far. That's three ones after each other. Although it really doesn't feel like that, I do think it is kind of awesome. So far so good. 365 - 111 = 254 blogs to go. My blogs have become one of my stable activities throughout my days. Like a pillar in water. On a day in which the world is shaken by a new president, stability is what I need. So as I am writing my blog today, while I am watching an inauguration speech which is just another campaigning speech, I take a deep breath. Where is the stability?
A week ago the new year started. That evening I realised that I was actually going to move in the first days of the new year. Literally a new start again. I've had so many of those moments in the last two years, that I didn't really look forward to doing it another time. But I also knew that this was the decision I made earlier and that it would all turn out okay. And it did. We are now a week further and I can truly say that I am blessed with a new home. Something today made a difference. Today this new house became a home.
Who am I? Or mainly, what am I? Am I still a student? Or am already integrated into a citizen like lifestyle? I am confused. By now it really got to me that I am not studying anymore. But to be honest, I am definitely not used to the regular life of a real housewife. Okay, let's not get there too fast. But my point is clear. I am in a transition phase and I need to accept that.
Earlier this month I wrote about participating in #Dressember. A world wide movement of women (and men) who were dresses every day in December to raise awareness and money in order to restore dignity to all women. I wrote about it on one of the first days of December, I think. Anyways, it's 17 December today, so we are a little over halfway. So here are some of my personal reflections.