Going through literally thousands of old photos.
Reminiscing about one year ago today being in the West Village with my two SIL's drinking red and eating pizza at Johns! on Bleecker. {Oh the stories we could tell you.}
But perhaps another day. :)
Julian and I spoke tonight on what fuels us. Change. We thrive on it.
We aren't the types to live in one house for thirty years. We must always continue to strive for more; different and better life experiences. {That doesn't mean we don't stress about the electric bill. We do.}
Don't be surprised if one year from now we live in Arizona or Amsterdam. Just sayin'.
Never stop striving people. Never. Life is meant to deal you many "lives". Go live 'em.
xoxox p.s. The first photo in Amman (taken seconds before the minarets bellowed the call to prayer) shows you children in Western dress passing by women in traditional dress...and there are two windows...one with freshly butchered goat and one with stuffed bears. Hence the juxtapositons. On our last emotion ridden day in Jordan, Christine asked us what one word we would use to sum up our time in Jordan. I said, mystical. {I was moved deep into my core being. Teary.}
My friend Donna said, "juxtapositions." Very accurate, miss. xo
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