Thursday, March 12, 2009

A Dream Deferred

I keep thinking of the line from "A Dream Deferred..." and ask was the dream deferred or actually fulfilled? We are back in Woodstock trying to decide what to do next after spending 18 months planning to go into the Peace Corps. Now what we keep saying to each other, now what? While we are so very happy that we are back and that we have involved ourselves with our families, we have and continue to see to the well being of our mothers, we want to pick up the pieces of our dream to do humanitarian work, but the way is not yet clear. We met so many people (not PC) who are involved in extraordinary projects. Once we get our land legs more grounded the path will become clear. Right now we are in limbo. When our house burned down to the ground, we could not figure out how to restart. Believe it or not, we started with an ironing board of all things. That was my first purchase even though I needed clothing for five kids. In time the pieces all came together and we rebuilt. This time now is a lot like the time of the fire in 1977. The good news is we have a new car and it is a beauty. In part, we have to pat ourseleves on the back for having the courage to go to Uganda and to be part of our dream but to stay for 27 months with all that happened back here, so far away, was not a dream but a nightmare.