So Un-American

All it takes is one good trip out of this country to see the beauty that is outside of our borders, the joy in life that the rest of the world embraces even though they don't have the technology, money and material goods that we do. They deeply appreciate what they have to the fullest, to the last grain - not like us where we take things for granted, rush through life, ignore each other, not bothering to acknowledge the life and breathing of our sisters and brothers, we don't have patience for each other, we don't stop and listen and try to understand, simple continuity of community and communication.

All it took was one trip to Costa Rica for me to open my eyes and awaken my senses, relax the core of me, and allow me to see how I am living my life unnecessarily stressed and stretched. I seek that wondrous wide-eyed feeling I had during and after that fateful trip constantly in this often cold world of ours where people knock my shoulders as they walk by and don't allow me my personal space so I can live and breathe sanely healthily as I'd like to be in my own existence. My latest trip to Rio de Janeiro only reinforced that same feeling I captured and embraced in Costa Rica. I need to move and get out of this, painfully leaving my family, but hopefully gaining so much more in love, life and health.

I am a woman of simple means even though it doesn't look like it. I could do without all of this, let it go in second if it could mean that I could live the kind of life I want with someone special to my heart to grow old with without the stress of this fast-paced, lonely life that is destined for me if I stay here where I am.