I was reminded again this morning, that you girls are my life’s greatest work. My greatest of purposes. My life’s muse.
If I did nothing else with my life, except be your mother…that would still be more than I could ever have asked or dreamed for.
Life passes to quickly it seems. Everyone is so busy these days. So many places to go, and people to see. That will only get worse as you all approach adult hood. So please know this….I adore the exquisite differences in each of your souls that make up who you are. I love your loyalty to each other, to me, and to those that have earned your loyalty in life. I miss you, even when It’s only because of work and school that we aren’t together. Please know that I never take for granted the fact that at each of your ages, we all still like each other. I am thankful for that every day.
My darling daughters, I will carry each of you within my spirit until I draw my very last breath.
Thank you for letting me love you. Thank you for forgiving my shortcomings. Thank you for being the most beautiful part of the song that is my life. And most of all, thank you for listening when I attempt to save you from the heart aches of life.
I love you all more than oxygen.
Today, tomorrow, and always.
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Supposed to be trees today. So, you will see trees in the background. Lots of native foliage in fact to Boquete region of Panama where we were when I took this picture.
But of course, what I saw was the beautiful Indian woman. Working diligently to start the fire needed to prepare that evenings meal. Her and her family had traveled by foot for who knows how many days. She was doing nothing more than the same thing she does every day. And yet…I was enamored with her. Amazed by her quiet strength. Her subtle beauty. Her being.
I don’t know what it is about my soul that desires to walk with those like her, and every other culture. If able, I would have gladly strapped on a bag, and went home with her. Living where they live. Eating what they eat. Working as hard as they work. I vow to Someday….do exactly that.
Wanderlust consumes my very soul. And….I wouldn’t have it any other way.
From the top of the windmill mountains, Sabalito, Guanacaste Province, Costa Rica 2012.
Missing Costa Rica today. The sounds, the smells. The fresh air and our adventures. I find solace in the pictures and memories, but wonder how long I will be able to keep my wanderlust from consuming my thoughts.