Abroad to America

Sorry for the post abscence, but my year has started off quite stressed. I had to go to America spontaneously for, unfortunately, a funeral. I had to go to my grandparents home in Alabama. It started out with a completely complicated flight but

Three countries and three layovers later

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I just get the feeling they are always trying to overcompensate for something…

I arrived in the home of the brave… on Inauguration day

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Definetly a yuge culture shock.

but luckily for me in my third layover I was greeted by a happy and familiar face

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Dallas welcome comittee

I got to visit some family during my Texas layover and got to take some off grandma’s fresh baked bread along to my final destination..

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“Please sir, its only banana, my grandma just baked it” -Aspen in airport detainment January 20, 2017

FYI dont ever take bread through TSA, they had a hay day,

but I was let go in time for my flight

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Dear DFW, Its been real, and its been good. but hasnt quite been real good

I arrived in Birmingham shortly after, and the events began.

To be honest. I am not the best with loss, and it was a very hard week. I am beyond thankful I am a runner, it was the best coping method I could have had to fall back on.

My grandma passed away and it brought up so many feelings from previous losses. My family is not so big and going back has always been hard. Luckily for me there was a great running track near my grandfathers house I was able to escape to in between runs around the neighborhood

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aka Shin splint city

I think I got in a good 28 km that week. It would have been more except for crazy southern thunderstorms. but I tried my best to get out whenever  the sky was moderately clear

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The trip as  whole was a good time for getting the closure I think I ultimately desired. My mind is still a bit distracted, but now that I am back in Munich I am my most happiest. I am so thankful I have found a place to call home and above all feel home.I can hop away to the mountains on the weekend or run around the city and work my way back up after a fall.

Whenever life gets hard, its good to be able to just go home.For me this is Munich.

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We never quite get over our losses. But I do believe we tend to absorb them and they carve us into different, often kinder creatures

 

 

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