I spent almost two years of my life living in Rio de Janeiro and surrounding cities. I fell in love with the city, often thinking that I would return after marriage and raise a family there.
Reality turned out to be quite different after I married, of course. My husband was in school and we move where his work is, not where his wife wants to live on a whim. And now that I am fully immersed in the American culture and have three kids, I am not prepared to uproot them and prepare them for the cultural differences.
But I miss Brazil. My heart longs for it and I spend some time every week looking at flights and dreaming of going. The best way I can describe the feeling is homesick. I miss it so badly. My family and I rented the cartoon "Rio" last week. I thought it would be fun to see images from Brazil, to hear Portuguese. I wasn't prepared for the blast of desire it fired at me, for the consuming thoughts of finding a way to get back there.
We can't go this year. We can't go next year. So we'll have to set our sights on 2014. I hate to wait so long, but at least I can make a plan. At least I know we'll go.
Today's blog stop is Elizabeth Mueller, and she already has the post up! Stop by and say hello!