(seen at a Starbucks)
When I was in my twenties I was a gypsy!! Just the very thought of domesticity was enough to make me queasy and break out in hives. But if you mentioned joining the Hare Krishnas, living in a Himalayan caravan or getting lost in a remote Nepali village...I was all for it!! I wasn't that sensible, got-it-all-together kinda' girl I was more that quirky, dancing-on-the-tables kinda' girl. ...I'm sure you get the picture!
Boy!! how things have changed!! Now...in my forties and being a mom...I crave domesticity!! Even a short trip like the one we just took...throws things out of whack! Tara gets off her routine and it's difficult on her. I love being back home and having my own space...to read, have a cup of tea and curl up with a good book, go into my studio and piddle around...I love getting back to our routines and rituals. I think it may just be part of growing and evolving as a person. And maybe 20 years from now...I will want to go off and live in a Buddhist monastery somewhere. Who can know these things? I know some people who are the reverse of me. They get married and start a family really early in life and then...later on, they may crave being barefoot and fancy free (uh...otherwise known as a midlife crisis). How about you?? What do you think? Tell me about it.
**thank you so much for all of your wonderfully kind comments regarding my last post. You are so sweet:)