Why do I always see life through rose colored glasses? I mean I don’t like to sound like a pessimist; however, I do demonstrate tendencies.
I have not had a good week and this is only Wednesday! Things must get better. After-all our upcoming trip is scheduled in 31 days. My fantasies will live out in Italia! I think I was born in the wrong century…especially the wrong decade. I love vintage clothing and music, vintage movies and wine! I watched the movie A Good Woman, the other night and was fascinated by life on the Amalfi Coast in the1930′s. I am a hard core person by nature and come across to some as demanding. I do enjoy my work but I also enjoy my time off gallivanting around the world. But I have a hole somewhere deep within the walls of my heart……well not literally! I mean I have a good life, but always dream about more. The more usually involves a child….or more cats. Huh, you say! Well being childless can have it’s advantages, but it also involves alot of loneliness that no one with a child can imagine. Sort of an empty feeling in your heart. Children are born everyday to people that don’t even want them. Those of us that do, often are left with an urge that nothing can fulfill. I am an animal lover, especially for cats! Yesterday I went to the DMV to renew my driver’s license. While walking through the mall I was inspire to go into a pet store. I felt something grab my arm when I walked by a cage…lowe and behold it was a gray tabbie cat called “Otto”. He had also grabbed my heart as well. I visited for a short time, but was truck with a need to take him home. My husband probably would not have agreed to another feline in our household. So I refrained. But as I walked away, I wondered about all the lonely pets in the world as well as orphaned children. They share a similarity, difficult to describe.
My next stop was a doctor’s appointment. While I was sitting in the waiting room for my appointment, a woman entered the room carrying a small Chinese girl that quickly made eye contact with me and we each smiled at each other. I asked the woman how old her child was and she told me that she was 18 months old and was adopted from China at the age of 11 months. The child had lived in an orphanage and was not cared for well. She was malnourished and sickly, but appears to be fine now. Her mother and I had a lengthy conversation about the adoption process. The process took her over two years to adopt this child! WOW, I knew it was a process, but there are children out in the world dying every day, and those of us who can afford to care for and love them, but have to jump through such international bureaucratic crap to adopt them. And all you need is a $15 license for a dog? Go figure…..