This weekend was so weird. All my plans fell through, other plans were created ad-hoc, and I ended up with two wonderful, calm, peaceful and slow days, like I haven’t had in… well… since I moved to Boston. The weather is very appropriate for this: huge pieces of snow are falling from the sky (no, they are not snow flakes, it’s more like dust bunnies, I guess the clouds felt they needed some cleaning up) and all I want is to cuddle up in bed with my book. Or laptop, as the case may be.
So I had time to get myself up to date on all the shows I’ve been watching (or most of them, I try to save some episodes for later, just in case) – by the way, House (ep. 3) is not to be missed. A real breath taker. I also had time to cook, not in a hurry, but taking my time and using lots of butter, just like Julia (yes, I refer to Julia Child by her first name, anyone who has a problem with that needs to take it up with me personally), and it paid off – not only I have food for the whole week, but it is actually really good. Now that’s a tasty reward for a job well done! 🙂
I also had a lot of time to think and imagine my future. And watching all the commercials for all kinds of products, houses, and services I never knew I needed, I started wishing all of them. Since when do I need a walk in closet? But oh, how I’d like one! Do we all wish what we can’t have, or always more than we need in order to live comfortably? I don’t know, but I sure would like that closet in my next apartment! Even though I may have to forego that if I want to fulfill my “bigger” dreams… Oh well, there will be a time for a walk in closet, just not in the near future.
What a blessing it is to be able to take the time to think. To breathe in and out and realize that life is giving you only things you can take, handle, bear… it will never be too much, although it seems so. Maybe I’m just lucky.
I’ve started to think lately that I really am, because I was born with this wonderful opportunity: I was born free (which is the greatest of all my lucks), in a supportive family who did nothing but help me every step of the way I chose for myself. What do I do to make sure that this chance doesn’t go unutilized to the fullest? What do I do to make sure that others benefit from the fact that I made it to where I did, and got the education I did? I am now aware of many things going on in the world, of people who need help, and of possible ways I (and we all) could make a difference. It’s time, maybe not now, but soon, for me to act on it.
More about this in another post. A post in which I will also describe my orphanage project. Donations are welcome.
In the mean time, enjoy the day!
Diana Goes to America 