In just a couple days, I will have been returned from my YAGM year for 7 months.
This realization dawning on me was accompanied by another realization: I’d been so caught up in the snowball that was my life since I returned to the US that I missed the 6-month mark.
In the four months since you last heard from me, I’ve processed more about my YAGM year and what it means to be on this side of it as well as my grandmother’s death. I completed the short-term substitute teaching preparation course. I started a Teaching English as a Foreign Language certification course. I stood up in a friend’s wedding. I got a tattoo and a puppy. I started antidepressants for the first time.
In other words, 2019 rolled into 2020 like a big ol’ unstoppable snowball.
I wouldn’t say that Argentina and my YAGM year are at the forefront of my mind these days, but I definitely catch whiffs of nostalgia and find myself yearning for the simplicity and the authenticity of life that I found there. Sometimes I miss greeting people with besos or speaking castellano all the time. I always say the “Our Father” in Spanish now, and today during mass I sang a couple verses of “Tu has venido a la orilla” instead of the English lyrics (Honestly, I can’t even remember the English title of the song…). But when I get caught up in the busyness of my US life and sigh to myself wishing I was back in Argentina, I have to remind myself that the life I lived there was a distorted reality.
Because of my role as a “short-term,” foreign voluneer, I was inherently protected from some (maybe even much) of the daily grind that Argentineans and immigrants to Argentina face in their daily lives. By no means was I working a full work week; I know my friends and colleagues led significantly busier lives as students or working professionals or parents than I did as a YAGM volunteer. My status as a YAGM volunteer who was only there for a little over ten months made it such that I never even had to deal with some of the things that my community members have to as part of their regular lives. While I certainly lived in Argentina and integrated at a fairly high level, there was still a gap between my experience and that of the native people or true immigrants.
I have to remind myself of this because it’s really easy to just miss my life in Argentina and say that my reality was easier and simpler there. And while that is true on face value, it does not take into account the fact that if I were to move back to Argentina on a more permanent basis, my life would be busier and I would need to begin to take on the responsibilities and burdens that come along with living someplace long-term. In this way, my YAGM year was a distorted reality because while I got to experience many aspects of living in Argentina, it was an incomplete picture that distorts the reality of living someplace long-term.
As I continue yield the fruits of my YAGM year, I try to remember what about my time in Argentina made my life so simple and so authentic and lean into that. Yes, the fact that I did not have a heavy work load was a factor, but it was not the only one. How do I maintain that simplicity and authenticity in my life now that I’m not in Argentina and especially as my schedule continues to fill up, both to U.S. and to “real-life” standards? One of the greatest challenges at this phase of my re-entry has been figuring out how to maintain the way I felt in Argentina and the way I approached life even though I am now in a completely different context.
I notice this coming out these days in the shift I’ve experienced in my priorties since I returned from Argentina. One of the things that governs me now is the desire to be as present as possible in everything that I do. Before Argentina, I was so consumed with ruminating over the past or worrying about the future, but now I live for the present. It shows up in big and small ways from intentionally making time to spend with family and friends to really enjoying a note from a friend or time playing with my dogs. I am also attentive to the concept of discernment. My path ahead is still not completely clear. I am very much in a phase of taking short-term assignments and positions as they come up, but I can feel that God is leading me to the right opportunities. I am trusting that God will lead me to what my work and my purpose are supposed to be and that those things will fulfill me and make me happy. Just applying these two concepts alone to my life here in the US has helped me live into that simplicity and authenticity that I so missed from my time in Argentina.
This shift in priorities is completely counter-cultural. In some ways I am still “stuck” in Argentina because my new perspective and priorities do not always align with US values or the way the US does things. It continues to impact me in different ways from resigning from a job whose values didn’t reflect my own to the increasing frequency with which I shut my phone off to detox from the social media and technology input and ground myself in the present moment. Sometimes this counter-cultural way of living is difficult, like when it shows up in the angst I feel toward unjust and inequitable systems that we run in our churches, nation, and world, but it also brings lots of peace as it guides me away from things not meant for me and toward my part in God’s plan.
It hurts a little to think that I was in Argentina last year. Considering how things snowballed from the moment I left Argentina until the very end of 2019, it feels very far away. Thankfully I’m reminded of how my YAGM year formed and transformed me, as we say in the YAGM community, each and every day as I continue to live my life guided by my new post-YAGM perspective.
❤ Gabriela