Under the Weather

Fever and the Flu...
My fever ran over a hundred degrees for the majority of this last week. It is amazing the clarity that can come from delusional states. I think that I had an epiphany of sorts while doped up on medicine.
Don't you hate it when you have a realization of what you should do, get all excited, and then also realize how difficult it would be? The difficult factor really dampens the party sometimes. In an effort to procrastinate any strenuous work, I will mull over the ideas for another few days until I am completely well.

I have been feeling guilty lately about the ease of my life. I get up, choose from several outfits, drive myself to work, sit in a cushy office, eat a lunch of my choice, return to office, drive home, and begin various leisure activities. Blah! There are mornings that I feel so worthless I want to vomit!
My perfect day: I wake up before dawn, kiss my wonderful husband (who has already made coffee), and begin to prepare a large breakfast of food from my garden. I wake up all the children that have been staying with me recently, love on them and feed them. We play for a brief time in the morning and then we get to work on various trades, school, etc... I later meet with some adults to discuss the political distress of the situation and brainstorm ideas for mending the village's difficulties. I return to my "home" and ......you get the picture.

Wouldn't that be great?! I would love to wake up everyday and do something meaningful for people who really need it. Can you imagine a life where no moment is wasted on the mundane and fruitless - but where the focus is forever on something bigger than yourself? I am sick and tired of thinking about what clothes to wear, how much gas cost, what I will cook for dinner, and when I will pay off my debts. It matters not in comparison to children who wake up and wonder if they will eat, will be loved, and will be safe.

Did you know that in many countries the flu claims lives daily? There are no vaccines or rather the infrastructure in the country is so bad that the vaccines cannot be delivered to villages that desperately need them. I am ashamed of what I take for granted in my overly blessed life.