If you would have asked me 20 years ago that my life would someday consist of waking up one day and finding out I’d be living abroad for three months in an unexpected place, I never would have guessed it. I used to be afraid of uncertainty. I still struggle with it at times, but not as much. Since my fiancé Alan has no idea where his next job will take him, and my work happens to be portable, I can travel with him. A couple of years ago, we lived in Chile for three months, which felt like studying abroad. I polished the Spanish I studied in college, found a local yoga spot, made some wonderful friends, and lived there long enough to feel like part of my heart still lives there. This is a photo of one of my favorite memories of Santiago, with @marichita on the evening she welcomed us into her home.