In my past life I was strong and beautiful and had a lot of time to myself. Now, I change diapers and I feel tired most of the time. I also used to travel. I worked in Scotland, the most beautiful country in the world and I traveled to Spain, Morocco, France, Belgium, The Netherlands...to name a few. I love to travel. In the end, the glamour definitely went away, but once you have stayed in a Berber village, in a home where no one speaks English...it just gets you and you want more.
I have a 10 month old and she is amazing. I love her to pieces...but I want to travel and work with people who are hurting. I wonder things like, ' what would it be like to go to Haiti and work with the earthquake victims with a 10 month old? Could I live with myself if she got sick somewhere and we couldn't get her any medicine? These are just some basic ramblings as I figure out how to live my one wild and precious life (Mary Oliver).
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