Tonight I put together some things to send back with someone returning to Sudan. Prints of pictures for these mamas. They have never had pictures of their own children. Of their own beautiful selves.
And suddenly, yet subtely, my breasts hurt.
Dang, it's been a long time since they've been put to use.
"Write yourself a happy ending" is the sign my sis, Julie, gave to me for my little cottage. I'm working on it...
In December, 2011, I returned to the States from an extended company assignment (eighteen months) to Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emerits where I heloped our office get established. While there I met wonderful people, had some great adventures, fit in some travel to interesting places. Living in an Arabic country was a cultural challenge. I got used to it. Now I am adjusting back to normal. Whatever that is. This blog has a bit of everything: favorite things; musings; poetry; recipes; essay and DIY projects. Everything geared towards a Happy Ending (except the sad stuff too!)
Oh, and if you want to know where the pen-name comes from, you can find that here.
No comments:
Post a Comment