OK kids, here i am giving an award last November to the volunteers at atlanticrecoveryservices.org It is a great program helping youth at risk. OK, so i turned 30. Yes, 30 and i am not sure how i feel about it. Hence, I am taking this trip to visit my dearest friend Aline in Ecuador. Maybe some time in the Amazon among Spanish speakers will help me decompress and come to terms with my life and just being happy. I think I have overlooked that.
Well, I am an overachiever, and I have always had these delusions of grandeur like my life has to make some sort of global difference - but then a good friend of mine asked me if I was happy and I wasnt really sure how to answer that. Yes, I am happy but this cant be it. this cannot be it. My life has to mean more than what it does now.
And is 30 written on my face... the nurse at the travel clinic today told me (out of the blue) that i need to find myself a nice man. a genuine man. a talented man. someone who will love me and make me happy. I WAS LIKE WHAT! WHERE IS THIS COMING FROM! You have got to be kidding me. Then she said I shouldn't worry about being 30 unless I want to have kids. I am not sure why but she held me captive in her office while she was giving me my travel shots telling me how and why I should find a "nice" man. Then she goes on to tell me that there are not that many "nice" men left. I am not sure why God had this in the cards for me today. But going to Ecuador will help me figure things out. To be or not to be happy?
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