One cannot LIVE on the Camino. One can return again and again but at some point it does end. Maybe the body gives out, or the money runs out, or life responsibilities win out.
I go back and forth, back and forth... no I don't need to do that again ... its too expensive (the cc bills are now coming in from October!) ... what if I get sick again ... what if it rains every day again ... is it fair to my family ... kinda the same things going thru my mind before I committed to my fall 2023 CF.
But as Leichecerca said,
"... the pull is the magic and simplicity of the relaxed Camino routine, the ease of community, the way so many strangers are openhearted and kind because they’re taking life at a slower pace. It seems nearly impossible to replicate all this away from the Camino. I believe we come back because there’s just no other place like the Camino, and our hearts are hungry for it."
I've been back in the USA since Nov. 2 and returned to my home a couple weeks ago. It is wonderful to be with my husband again and to visit with my daughters, for sure. I love them with all my heart.
I anticipated soooooo loving my own bed and my favorite pillow, my own shower, my closet full of clothes. But I'm strangely lonely. I miss the simplicity, the community, the slower pace, the daily giving and receiving, the discoveries. My bed, my pillow, my shower, my clothes aren't bringing me as much joy as I had anticipated. My body is very comfortable, true. But my heart is hungry.