Paradise Can Be Lonely

As we headed into Camille’s first week at school, I started feeling depressed.

How could I be depressed with this view?


Regardless of my brilliant surroundings, I was feeling that “something’s not quite right but I don’t know what it is” just kind of blah emotion. In my family, we call it the Mully Grubs.

There were several events conspiring against me to bring on this unexpected plight of sadness.

It was Savannah Craft Beer Week back home. I had worked as the primary organizer to put together sponsors and the event schedule for the last few months. Now I found myself missing out on the actual fun part.

With the advent of school starting, I was hyper-aware that our adventurous party of three would soon be pared down to our more typical solitary workday routine.

My sister was having a medical procedure and we were in no position to help out from 3,000 miles away. Promised care packages had yet to arrive. I was spending far too much time on Facebook seeing what everyone else was doing. The world was somehow moving on without us. I had to say it out loud.

I miss my friends and family.

That’s no slight to Ginger and Camille, who are the perfect companions for me. They provide 95% of my personal requirements for social interactions. But that extra five percent comes in the all-important form of “bro-time” (yes, even when that “bro” is my sister).

Thankfully, with the start of school came new parent orientation. Those interactions brought necessary fresh blood into our orbit. We found kindred souls and hiked with them to waterfalls. We took them to tiny bars in serene surf towns. Together we witnessed thousands of sea turtles crawling onto black sand beaches to lay their eggs. We hosted pool parties and “sustenance” dinners. As Ginger discovered, we are slowly finding our people.

In many ways, it’s easier to make friends in Costa Rica than at home, at least within our parenting set. We’re all in a new place. We all struggle with the isolation of learning the language and the culture. And we’re also all the type of people that would drag our perfectly happy, well-adjusted kids around the world in the name of “new experiences” and “character building.” I guess we’re all a little bit crazy.

I’m happy to note that my depression is turning into optimism. After a busy weekend of socializing, I was relieved to come home to our quiet house of three, confident that our place here is secure and lifelong friendships are right around the corner.

Just know that my sunnier disposition doesn’t mean all our friends from home aren’t still expected to come visit. Soon.

7 thoughts on “Paradise Can Be Lonely

  1. I’m not surprised that after all the excitement and hustle and bustle of moving to a new country that you would hit a wall. I’m glad it was short lived and you’re able to move on and enjoy the experience of living in a foreign country. I admire you for that.

  2. God has placed you in Costa Rica for a reason. Every day he will open that door wider for you and your family to see. Enjoy the ride that comes with this journey! Praying for each of you. Lv to all Cathy and Mel T

  3. Prayers for each new day to give you peace and Happiness !!!! Love your photos and your posts I know your new friends will Love all three of you ! Just think you’re almost made month one then only 11 more to go !!! Love ya’ll !!!! 🎀

  4. You three are easy to love so you won’t be lonely for long! Curious to know who these new friends are who have also uprooted their families and made the trek to Costa Rica. Why did they make the move? More on that, please!

    • You’re sweet to say that, Suzanne. That’s a great question about these other friends – maybe we should post some profiles! I think all their stories are interesting.

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