Back to Venezuela

Staying in another country without having planned it.

It all started with the return of amiga Cruz to Venezuela. Cruz stayed in the United States just at the moment when the pandemic was declared and she could not return until now, her plans changed at that moment, she had to find a way to start making her life there, produce and look for a place to live for an indefinite period of time. Do you remember?

Of course, in the midst of everything that stopped, she learned to love herself with courage and wait for some calm to appear to be able to rebuild the way to stay in another country different from hers, without having planned it and in which she stayed for about 2 years.

Remembering our coincidences

When I met Cruz, we worked at the University, both of us held management positions and that is why we met through some meetings we had to hold to discuss work issues and that was our relationship during that time, we did not have any relationship other than the work type, we barely spoke to each other to discuss the actions of the positions we held.

But we did not count that the pandemic would happen and then in that distant moment in which only in a virtual way was the way to communicate, we met again because of a common friend and a work in the service of welfare. In that coincidence we accompanied each other, we had some programs that we managed by chat, she made cinema forums and I had a space of entrepreneurship for groups.

A beautiful coffee back to Caracas

It was wonderful to see each other again, we met again in a beautiful cafe we visited that day, we decided to start the conversation with lots of joy, hugs and having a few beers, we were waiting for them to cool down until they brought us something to refresh them.

We reviewed with wonder the ways in which we had met again and the surprise of what it was not casual to work at the University, to coincide with passions and friends and to put that at the service of so many people who needed to be accompanied in times of pandemic, which was also our own requirement.

Cruz had barely been in the country for less than a week and was already looking for ways to re-adjust to this new environment. She did not leave the country looking for ways to make diaspora, she just went out to visit and was surprised by such a disruptive change and learned not to be impressed now by the changed plans.

Distance is relative

She told me about her new vision and how it was organizing her life by minimizing the use of objects in her home. Cruz is also an activist of family constellations and in that she is starting to reactivate herself to do it from where she likes. She already had some agendas to start making her moves as she calls it, she even told me about some effects.

There was something Cruz taught me that day that I loved. She talked about the way she communicated at a distance with those she had left in the United States, she told me about how she established an imaginary conversation in which she also felt the way she made herself accompany the person, which made me ratify the relativity of the interpretations of life and the relative distance as well. Because his eyes lit up when he told me how he felt the effectiveness of this conversation..

Thank you for this space.

Translated with the website: Deepl Translator

All photographs were taken with my cell phone.