Dear Tokyo, I miss you…


Day Eight: Reinvent the Letter Format


Today’s task is to write a letter, any type of letter, to anyone or anything, about any subject.  My first instinct was that I didn’t want to do it.  Once I decided to go for it, my next instinct was to do one of those letters to myself aged whatever or to my anxiety.  Something that was comfortable, a subject that I am used to writing about.  I didn’t want to go down that often walked path though, not today.  I wanted to stretch myself and write something a little more different, more positive.  So I am writing a letter to a city, to my home for 6 months, to Tokyo.

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Dear Tokyo,

It is two whole years since we said goodbye yet I can still feel you, can still smell you.  I know what it was to walk your streets, spend time in your shrines and temples, watch people live their lives.  Yes it is two whole years and I have not forgotten you.

At first living in your sprawling, busy, noisy and so very different city was hard.  It was not what I expected from our brief acquaintances before.  I hadn’t realised how strange you could be, how alone you could make me feel.  Sometimes you were so hard to understand, so alien.  I wanted to run, find something familiar, go ‘home’ to where I could understand and be understood.  It broke my heart because I was so sure that you and me would be such good friends.

And I was right.  At some point I stopped fighting and listened to what you had to say.  The loneliness I felt in your presence turned to an appreciation of solitude, of pleasure in my own company whilst spending time walking your streets.  I opened up to your ways, found pleasure in your odd and quirky nature and loved the traditional ways that underpinned everything you do.  I always felt safe with you wherever I was and whatever I was doing.  My home was small yet outside my door was never ending exploration and adventure.

I miss those days, miss that life and I miss you Tokyo.  Leaving you behind was one of the hardest things I have ever done and the feeling of being there with you has never left or eased.  You still have my heart.  I will see you again Tokyo.

till then…all my love

Home is everywhere and it is anywhere


Day Three – One-Word Inspiration: Chosen prompt ‘home’


Until 3 years ago, my view of what made somewhere my ‘home’ was very different.  My home was one place, the flat we owned, the flat filled with all our things and stuff we had accumulated over the years.  It was constant and it was fixed.  Then the world changed for me and with it, so did my sense of what makes a home.

An anxiety related ever-shrinking world and a growing sense of ‘is this all there is to our lives’ led to the decision that we needed to make a fairly brutal change to our lives and really push ourselves outside of our comfort zone.  We needed to leave home.  So we sold our flat and went travelling.  This changed us in many ways and it fundamentally changed our outlook on what makes somewhere our home.  We lived in our small camper for several months touring around our home country.  Views changed, accents changed, weather changed ~ our camper changed into our home.

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When that time was over, another camper became our home all the way over in New Zealand.  It was rented and for only 5 weeks yet within days it was our home, our sanctuary, our life.

Motohome in New Zealand

Photo by ColobusYeti

All change again to Tokyo where we lived in a small room for 6 months with only a few bits and pieces to call ours.  And yes it became home almost immediately (and still is the place we have most felt at home).

Returning to the UK, we moved to a different part of the country and whilst struggling with the fact that our life had become stationary once more, our place felt like home.  Travelling changed how we viewed the word ‘home’.  Home is a feeling not a place, you don’t need to own it or fill it full of your things.  Home is everywhere and it is anywhere.

A catch up with family and friends

Mr Bongo (Mazda Bongo)

 

Had a little break from my blog last week as we packed up the Bongo and headed down south for a mixture of visiting people, seeing Babymetal perform at Wembley Arena and a 40th birthday party on the Dorset coast.

 

Our Mazda Bongo at Crystal Palace Caravan Club site

 

Being back in the Bongo and travelling around from place to place bought back many happy memories of living in him (yes our Bongo is a ‘he’ known as Mr Bongo) during our travels.  I really do miss the wandering around the UK we did in him and hope to get out and about on some mini travels more now the temperatures are starting to rise at night.

 

collage of holiday photos

As you can see from the photos, we had a great time on our travels – though I have to admit it is nice to have some time to myself now!  Now to catch up with all the business bits and pieces…