First day of vacationing & I, like Jason Derulo's song states, found myself "riding solo." For various reasons (some of which were mentioned in my previous post), I am having somewhat of a "stay-cation" as some would call it. Not my ideal way of spending my time off but in the end, if it saves me a few dollars & gets me one step closer to Nepal, I'll be OK with it. Thanks to my dad's love of traveling, my sister & I are quite accustomed to "going & doing" things. That being said, I can't just sit here. Pondering what to do with my time, I began to research things & found places relatively close that I have never been to. Yesterday, I set out on the open road..just me, myself & I. Well, kind of...Jack Johnson was with me on the ride there & Taylor Swift rode back with me. When I was younger, it was tradition for all of the girls in the family to do a ladies trip every once in a great while. The weekend was a time for me, my sister, my mom, aunts, cousins & my grandma to get away. On one of the trips, someone thought it would be great fun to take us younger kids to see a covered bridge that some relative built (shows how much I enjoyed it--I've no idea which family member built the thing). I would guess that I was probably around 14 at the time. Looking back, I don't know if we could have done anything more boring. 17 years later or so & guess what I've an interest in? Covered bridges. Yep! I would LOVE to go to the Northeast & tour the many covered bridges in the autumn & see the striking fall foliage & beautiful hues of red, yellow & orange towering overhead. My trip yesterday was no such thing. However, I did admire the transition of summer to fall that has taken place as I drove down the road. I've included a few pictures. While I did enjoy myself, I must confess that I would much rather have had someone with me...someone to sing with, laugh with, see the sights with. Looking forward to having a friend join me tomorrow....will be good to have company for the day.
I do not remember a time in my life when a year has passed without my going on some kind of vacation. Some years, my family has done really large trips while other years, I've just spent a week or two visiting family in Alabama. For the first time in many years, I've yet to go anywhere this year. I had planned to be boarding a plane next month traveling to Indonesia. However, things do not always go as we plan. Due to various reasons, the trip to Indonesia was cancelled & I will not be going there after-all. As the trip to Indonesia began to look less likely day by day, I began giving greater consideration to flying to Dallas or to Virginia to see some of the Nepali students that became my brothers last semester. However, just as I lead a busy life, they do also. Seems no one would have much time to visit with me. With that being said, it seems pointless for me to spend a large amount of money on a flight, hotel, car rental & food & not even get to see those I have made the trip for. Over the past year, I've grown very close to many Nepali's. From the moment I first began to learn about Nepal, there was an urge to visit the land. The more I've seen pictures & videos of Nepal, the more interest I have in the country. As I've built friendships with so many Nepalese, my desire to go there has only intensified. I wish to meet the mothers, fathers, sisters & brothers of these wonderful people. I long to let the landscape take my breath away. I am eager to sit down & enjoy Nepali food with my hands amidst other Nepali's. I want so badly to ride an elephant inChitwan Park. I want to clothe myself in stunning sari's (saree). Mainly, I want to take in all that Nepal has to offer. Though I'm disappointed that I've yet to go anywhere special this year & I won't be, I trust I am making the right choice. I've decided to forgo one of my vacation weeks this year & carry it over to next so that I may go to Nepal. God-willing, as long as I am able to save enough money for a plane ticket, I will be up in the air flying across the world next summer or fall with the destination place being Kathmandu. In the meantime, I will continue to befriend Nepali's, learn more about their culture & home & hopefully, pick up some of the language. I'm ready to tour Nepal in 2011-the year of tourism for the country!!
"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, I could really use a wish right now, wish right now"- lyrics from the song "Airplanes"
I too, am looking for a wish to be fulfilled. As everyone knows by now, I absolutely love Lady Antebellum. After seeing them early this summer, I was elated upon learning that they would be returning here this month. Yes, Lady A will be back here in STL on September 30th & the Fabulous Fox Theater. I want nothing more than to go see this amazing group yet again. However, I must ask myself...do I need to spend the money on it? The answer (sadly) is "no". I'm going to hold out hope that I somehow manage to score some tickets so I'll be seated there at the end of the month hearing one of music's finest. Wish me well!
Summer has come and soon it will end. The summer has been nothing at all like I planned on it being. I expected that I would spend my summer at home-relaxing, taking it easy. As I recently shared with my family, I think I have been more active this past year than I had been the previous 30 combined. Do not misunderstand me, I have loved every second that I have been able to enjoy time with students. However, sometimes I am in great need of rest. Which, I've not succeeded well in getting. I figured that with so many students having left LU for good & many gone elsewhere for the summer, there would not really be anyone around for me to share my time with. While I did not see much of Lindenwood students, my entire summer has been devoted to meeting & getting to know students from other campuses (Fontbonne, UMSL, Maryville & Wash-U...for those unfamiliar with St. Louis, all are universities in the area here). I've met students from Nepal (of course!), Saudi Arabia, Brazil, South Korea & Thailand. We have dined out together & some have welcomed me into their homes & prepared meals for me. Though these last few months did not go as I intended them to go, I am very grateful that I've been given the opportunity to get to know all of these wonderful people. Now, I have even more friends!
I've often been asked why exactly it is that I blog. Many reasons. First one being the fact that I enjoy writing. Also, I hope that something I may have to say might be of encouragement to someone, bring laughter in the midst of a rather uneventful day or for those curious, allow them the opportunity to be enlightened a bit more into who I am. Some things I may write about may seem pointless to others. I'm OK with that. If you read this, it is your choice. You can also choose not to read. Either way, I'm fine. In my younger years, I often journaled & for a number of years, kept a diary. Just as my cousins & I have had the opportunity to read our Grandma's entries & see what life was like back when she was young, perhaps there will be some youngster that comes behind me that wonders what I did. For those reasons, I write...I blog. I am aware that people read my blog from time to time...probably thinking I'm a bit long-winded. I am. Recently, I learned that someone had spent an entire evening staying awake reading my words. They did not go to bed until 2:30-3:30 in the morning. I was extremely surprised when they shared such with me & even more amazed when they began questioning me about some of the things I had written. Even I had forgotten about some of the stuff! I'm a simple gal....always have been, probably always will be. For me, it's the little things in life that impress me or make me happy. The same person who ruined their sleeping out of interest for what I had to say, called me last week to let me know they had a surprise for me. They said what they had for me was going to make me really happy & they just knew I would love it. They said that "SOMEONE" had told them I wanted this gift. I racked my brain trying to think of what I may have requested from someone. I came up empty. While talking the other evening, the person said they had a bell for me. For those unaware, I collect souvenir bells. I knew I had NEVER mentioned that I collected bells or verbalized that to this individual. That being said, I was a bit confused as to how they knew that. I then remembered, my blog. A while back, I wrote about my bell collection. While reading every entry from the last 3 years, they saw that & took note of it. I have to give them credit....that is quite impressive. I can't believe someone paid such close attention to every word I wrote. I do not write in order that someone will read my words, see my wants & desires & then seek to grant me those things. However, it means a great deal that someone wanted to know "me" & that crazy as it seems, they spent hours & hours reading that which to many, may seem unimportant. Again, it's the little things in life.
From my understanding, this is the time of year when many international students are visiting the U.S. Embassy in their country to interview & apply for visas to come to America for what could be the opportunity of a lifetime for many of them. Some, will already have made it through the interview process, obtained their visa & are now preparing for a huge move to the United States. In less than a month, 100-200 new students from all around the world will step foot onto the grounds of Lindenwood University. Most likely, I will meet just a small number of those new students. Still, I will greet new faces. I will eagerly await getting to know some of them at the airport as I'll pick them up & give them a ride to their new "home" at the college. I will meet some for the first time at an ISI meeting & others, I'll meet through various people. Though I am missing so many of the students that are no longer here, I am anxious for those that I know to return from their summer travels & for new students to arrive. I am excited for the year ahead & for the memories to be made up the road.
I love writing & have loved to write since I was a child. I am certain that the love I have for writing came from my late Grandma as she too, loved to pen words onto paper. I may not be the most articulate, grammatically correct or well-diversed in vocabulary but I hope that someone may be able to take something away from what I write - that my words may encourage or teach others; help them through struggles that I've faced. I am wife to a wonderful man from Nepal that is a man after God's own heart. I am a mother to a beautiful (handsome) baby boy that has changed my life in so many ways. Above all, I'm a follower of Jesus Christ who longs to bask in His goodness & grace & share the hope He offers with a world in desperate need of a Savior.