Departures are always a bit tricky… There is the excitement that comes with leaving, the stress of making sure you take everything you need, and of course the goodbye’s to those you love. In my case, that would be my 22 month old son and Im having a tough time… I continue to remind myself that I love him madly and deeply and that to continue being an interesting, happy human being I must continue to be inspired- and inspiration to me comes in the form of putting myself in elements that test my abilities… I fully expect he will point at the sky when he sees me after my 10 day voyage and say pleh ( for plane ) without missing a beat. Why is it that we project so much of our own baggage/ feeling/ emotion on others when none might be felt. I personally feel that its in part easier to live with the feeling that you are doing the right, safe thing over not- But what are those right, safe things? How many decisions did my parents make without asking whether I was cool with them? ( 0 ) In fact I moved schools every year until 11th grade and never thought my parents were irresponsible because of their career decisions or financial situtions. ( I mean I thought other things about them but then again I was a teenager ) I must say that this adventure of starting a business in France is a big one. One that comes with great costs. But when I really take a look at life, and all the available choices we can make or not, I soon realize that doing nothing has its own costs as well- And frankly I would rather choose the former. Trudge on petite peche- and all you out there pushing for your own dream~ Trudge on.
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