Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I am in an odd predicament. I am too old to do Rio at Carnival, too young to be on a sightseeing bus, too timid to zip line and para-sail, to active to sit on a beach. Limbo. When did it begin? What do I do while I here? I have already done so much. I have marched arm in arm with fellow students singing Yankee Doodle Dandy on Red Square, I have laid on my back beneath a sail on the open sea and gazed upon the stars, I have touched all 4 corners of our country, lived on an island, canoed, backpacked, showed my children 45 of the 50 states and spent wonderful weekends with my husband in just about every romantic place within driving distance of our home. And yet I am still restless but I don't know what to do next. It really is an odd feeling. I think perhaps I will garden.