For the last month and a half, since being in Brazil, I have
been pondering off and on what to write “back home” about.
How do I describe what has become so “normal” to me?
Yet, at the same time, or at times, feels so incredibly foreign?
The truth is,
This is different.
Brazil America
Food, culture, language, land, thought processes, church,
people, traffic, roads, dress, houses, ways of cleaning, laundry, ways of
relating, names of guitar chords…
Everything.
Yet, again at the same time, it’s not so different.
*A note on the
word different- when I say
“different,” I am not saying “bad.” I’m not even saying, “better” or “worse.” I
am simply saying
different.
At times these differences make me
grin so wide and laugh to myself that I wonder what those around me are
thinking and if they think I’m crazy.
Other times these differences
overwhelm me and I begin to long, even more so, for “home,” in this case, being
the place of familiarity.
So how would I describe Brazil?
One thing is for sure- a simple
blog post cannot describe the intricacies of a culture I am just beginning to
know and the depths of my heart and feelings in reaction to this understanding.
As I sift through these things I’m
experiencing, both similar and different, I will do my best to write about
them, so that hopefully you can see a bit more of this adventure we’re on
together.
If you have a specific question, please don't hesitate to ask, just comment below or send me a message. :)
