if i had a billion dollars i would give it to scientists who are working to eliminate disease. i'd give it to Val and Geli to finish building their new school in Mozambique, and i'd fly all around the world delivering fresh picked bouquets and a box of chocolates and a hug too to each of you beautiful bloggy friends. your gift of words to me on my previous post truly left me speechless, (but not tearless). i've decided to buy my first lottery ticket this week, i'm really feeling lucky. thank you.
i'm going to do a different thing now and post pages from my journal one year ago this month...my journal of africa. one of the things my mum loved was to read my travel journals. it started with the first one i wrote back when i was 17 years old and our family took a 6 week trip across and around the United States. I was appointed the trip journalist slash photographer. plus i did alot of the driving, remember how much fun we had lindy? everything was great until we got home and my mom and dad wanted to read the diary of our trip. read it?? i didn't think they'd actually want to read it. my poor mum, here i'd gone and added a few expletives (f***n this, and f****n that), i was 17 after all and not happy about missing all of summer, surfing, the beach, friends...
but my mom, being a very good sport, looked beyond that and continued to read every thing i'd write. and up until this last trip, she's always been my biggest fan. my only fan. so if you don't mind, here is a journal entry from last may, 2009. from zimbabwe, africa.
clicking on photos should enlarge them (i hope)