Friday, November 18, 2011

You are who you say you are......

I can't really begin with “I've been too busy to write,” but I've found lots of ways to occupy myself and be distracted from writing. I have managed to find sometime tonight to jot down a few lines. I think I tend to write on here when I have too many thoughts going on up there. This must be stated; my life is very unpredictable, chaotic, and is nothing like the norm. I’ve always said that I loved to travel and made my own rules to life. I’ve never been much of a cookie cutter and revolved around the world, rather I let the world revolve around me. I know it sounds cocky and arrogant, but it’s not. It means that I don’t conform to the usual and I set myself apart. I’ve had time to think about where I stand on with my religion, my family, and my life. It’s not easy standing apart from the crowd, but here in Morocco I’ve come accustomed to it. I feel as though I have always had to answer for the way that I think and act. As though I have to give an excuse for the way I live my life. I’ve managed to live in a hotel for the last month and half with my husband, 3 year old and 1 year old and still have my sanity. There aren’t many excuses for leaving a perfectly good home in Louisiana to travel 14 hours to live in a hotel room other than to be a family.  I love the challenge of change, and new and scary butterflies; I try to embrace it all. Yes it’s probably a common system of ADD which makes my blogs even harder to read for some, as my thought can jump from one thing to another. Just in writing this I have to go two sentences back to remind myself to carry on with the same thought. Okay, back to my not so normal life. I like to take advantage of the opportunities I’ve been presented with.

I’ve had plenty of opportunity to learn while in Morocco. SIMPLICITY! I thought I needed all that stuff in my house. I had to have that couch and curtains to make a home, when in fact all I needed was my family. Yes I knew this before, but I let so many material things get in the way of what really matters. I’ve managed to live here with one suitcase of clothes and six pairs of shoes, and if you know me you know that is one heck of a commitment. The girls have been happy playing with the same toys. Aliana is happier going to the beach and checking out all the see creatures she can find by the ocean rocks. She loves to pick all the different flowers that we pass through day. I’ve caught her a few times smelling them and without ever being taught, she gets it. Chad and I have been creative in keeping a happy marriage without babysitters. I questioned myself if I had to the strength to go on this journey. I wanted the challenge of knowing the kind of wife and mother I was and could be. I know more now that I’m not perfect, but I’m glad I know what I need to work on. I’m grateful for the time I’ve been given to grow and learn and I pray every day for God to teach me patients. I learned to stop comparing my kids to others or wondering where they were among their peers; and instead I embrace them for who they are and try to nurture their strengths. Aliana has so much determination in her eyes and I see it in every new task she is challenged with. Alisia walks more and more every day and what a story to tell her when she gets older, that she learned to walk in Morocco. I quit wanting to be that other mom and realized I’m the mom I need to be for my girls. Life is much simpler here and the people of Morocco are enjoying their cup of coffee. They are taking their time to get where they are going, something I’m learning to do. The concept eating and drinking on the go isn’t accepted here and now I know why it shouldn’t. I came here for one reason and I’m going to leave with another.