A reflection on why I'm here and home sickness

Ubirr Rock, Kakadu National Park, NT, by Miranda Abroad, water colour on paper

Why on earth am I here?
I don't mean alive, the meaning of life... Why am I in Peru?
The answer is simple; I am crazy and I think that in order to make opportunities for yourself you have to be flexible in the decisions you make and the paths you chose to take in life. Secondly, I have someone amazing here with me that helped me find that little bit extra bit of braveness to take the step, when I'd spent too long day dreaming about doing it, but not taking action towards accomplishing it.
But with everything you gain in life, you make sacrifices. I want to acknowledge that no matter how far you travel or how many amazing things you see and people you meet, you can never let go of where you know is your home. I am still very much in love my family, my best friends and my 3 homes (Darwin, Wollongong and Melbourne) and nothing will ever change that. But sometimes it's hard when you're so far away to show someone how much you care when you can't just reach out and give them a simple hug.
So, I lied in the first entry. The truth is that the purpose of this blog is to make it a gift to those I love. I want to spill out a little piece of me in the public forum of the internet (spew... horrible, distrustful space that you are full of too much pornography to say the least) so that maybe some of my loved ones can read this and smile and remember some of the laughter and tears we shared together once upon a time. It is to remind you, but also me, that I still exist in the obscurity of being surrounded by a foreign land and a foreign language - the crazy woman is still crazy! I promise!!!