Friday, May 7, 2010

Make Do, Make Use, Make

I was so much more diligent with my previous blog.  I had even less time then, yet still made sure to get my words down.  It seemed I had so many more of them to describe my life; now no random stranger approaches me just because I have blond hair and I don't spend every weekend seeing something I've never seen before.
I don't feel things are as noteworthy.  I was so much more aware living somewhere completely foreign; everything seemed to jump out at me, make me stop in my tracks, stare and marvel, even smile or smirk, at some oddity, some mystery, some hilarity, some magic....
I know it can't be because things like that just don't exist here.  Can it?  I've always been under the impression that leaving everything one knew behind and stepping outside of their comfort zone was the only way to really transform and grow.  You always see these movies depicting drastic changes in lifestyles as the driving force that enriches a person's life or leads them to some revelation they couldn't have gotten any other way.  And no doubt that's true - I have things I wouldn't have if Korea never presented itself to me.  I started this year with the resolution that I would look for those things, and if they weren't there I'd create them. 
I wrote about my kids all the time as they overtook most of my days, and my days are still ran by bugger- picking hooligans. Gabby prefers to go down the slide head first, upside-down.  It's not the safest way, as you're prone to landing on your head, but it is the most thrilling.  All of the teachers rush over to stop her before disaster strikes while I stand and laugh inwardly, and sometimes outwardly because I know that if you just leave her to it she has figured out that if she hooks her foot on the corner of the slide, right before her rear end drops off the ledge, she can catch herself and suspend to a rather comfortable full layout until she ready to twist herself around and ooz into a little heap at the bottom.  The worst she walks away with is hair full of mulch.  They say she's special needs.  Special......and clever. 

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