I have been writing almost every week for more than a year and a half. Then I stopped for three weeks. This was for a good reason, as many of you know. After six weeks of working from Vietnam and traveling through Japan, I came home to Vienna with lots of photographs and ideas, which I thought would be enough to start writing again effortlessly. They weren't. Opening my laptop and returning to something I had done every week required more effort than expected. For me, it was

For months, my family and I had been exploring a significant possibility for our future. We researched, visited places and compared alternatives until an idea started feeling like a plan. Then, circumstances changed. Something we had deliberately prepared for became uncertain. Disappointment came first. Then frustration and anger. Was the plan delayed, changing or disappearing? I simply didn't know. After writing about moving towards our goals in Da Nang and arriving somewher