My grandmother used to remind me that you can have 'soledad' for a person when he or she is sitting right next to you.
I thought I was coming here to Spain to walk The Camino. And, I did that. I have the swollen ankles, the spider vein that popped on the back of my left calf and the still vaguely sore muscles to prove it.
More importantly, my heart is full and my soul is content that I not only physically walked The Camino (no small feat), but did so spiritually and emotionally as well.
My soul is wide open to endless possibilities and dreams.
And yes, I have 'soledad'.
But, it's good, you know?
It means that I have experienced something so good, so wonderful, so amazing, that to leave it brings an instant sense of longing.
In its own way, 'soledad' validates and affirms what the heart has always known.
If I somehow take a sudden, unexpected leave of this life - or, if it is simply my time to go - and you wonder where it is my soul will choose to hover, look no further than Galicia.