Wednesday, July 10, 2013


 I was planted firmly on the planet with the notion that I am here to do something.  And this self-righteous idea has only been encouraged through each and every experience, activity, and job that I have stumbled into since birth.  Somehow, however, I find myself now at the age of 26, a college graduate, an Returned Peace Corps Volunteer, and a recipient of 4+ years experience in one particular field with absolutely no idea what that something I am meant to do is. 

I would like to blame this on Peace Corps.  And I mean this in the most loving way.  Well first, I will say that despite plenty of down patches, I am relieved that I have under my belt a two-year service to my country and to the world in general.  (See, there’s the self-righteous thing again!).  More humbly, I know that every triumph and error that came along during my service made me stronger and more accepting of the way the world is. 

However, as far back as I can remember I always knew exactly what my next step was.  Until I finished Peace Corps.  Okay, this is not entirely true.  I came out of Peace Corps absolutely certain that I wanted to be a cowgirl.  I could even go back and retrieve e-mails written to loved-ones detailing how I felt that this was my natural calling.  Cowgirlism.  Tom Robbins did no small job in convincing me of this very decision. 

And dammed right I left Africa to join the Wild Wild…easternmost coast of Maine.  There I spent hours with cows and in hayfields and loved the way it made my body feel.  But the day would end and I would feel that missing piece.  Quelque chose qui manqué.  I was happy to move back to Africa and even happier to be with a someone who made me smile so much. 
And who continues to do so.  Through my current confusion and frustration I never am unappreciative of the fact that I get to spend each day with one of the best human beings I have met.  But there continues to grow, nay fester in me this notion that I have yet to reach some unannounced goal.  That there is some potential I am just out of reach of. 

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