Map the lines you've crossed, all of them, they will be the scale. Every map needs a point of reference.
Map what you've lost, it matters, the way a neighboring country matters - best to have good relations, but that's enough. Peace between borders.
Map what you know, it's precious little, but precious still. It is the ever changing landscape. Time and season always take care of what you cannot.
Map what you've learned, a mountain range. Hard to get to but majestic views worth the risk.
Map what it cost you to learn, the valley nearby, carved by glaciers of hard truths.
Map the grace that melted glaciers into a river of acceptance whose beginning and end cannot be mapped.