There was a
time in my life—about 6 or 7 years ago—when I fantasized about being older and
getting to travel. Those dreams were incomplete, mostly because as a teenager
it is difficult to imagine where marriage and children fit in with career
goals. In fact, it was difficult to imagine how travel fit in with my career
goals.
I’m
beginning to realize that for those of us who dream of traveling the world—and
even more so for those of us who plan on working where we travel—there are
great sacrifices that must be made. In 2012, I have missed Easter, Father’s
Day, Mother’s Day, family and friends’ birthdays, Independence Day, Halloween,
and I am about to miss the upcoming Holiday season entirely. Leaving alone the
missed holidays (which I will mention the Ugandans have very warmly made these
days special for me and they are therefore not disappointing), I must also
consider sacrificing the time with dozens of people that I love dearly, whom I
have come to accept I must wait yet another year to see.
I turn 23
today; my first birthday away from America, friends, and family.
The list of
sacrifices may feel heavy, but during my 22nd year I have:
1.
Graduated from University
2.
Been to the Indian, Pacific, and Atlantic Oceans
(within 4 months of each other)
3.
Fed giraffes and went scuba diving in Kenya
4.
Founded a 501(c)3 non-profit organization…FDEC
Foundation…look us up ;)
5.
Nearly completed the first major fund-raising
campaign for FDEC Foundation
6.
Wandered the streets of a post-Olympic London
7.
Went on three wildlife safaris
8.
Befriended people from all over the US, Canada,
UK, Uganda, and Japan
9.
Visited three more States (Illinois,
Pennsylvania, and New Jersey)
10.
Lived completely on my own (as in sans
roommates) for the first time (and in East Africa, which I feel deserves extra
self-pride)
11.
Proudly became the adopted aunt to dozens of
incredible children for whom my love is eternal
12.
Had my first “vacation” in which I left
home/work in Uganda, visited home/America for three weeks, and then returned to
home/work in Uganda
13.
Racked up almost
enough airline miles to get a free international ticket
Not a bad
year.
A part of me
does wish I were celebrating this day with a cold beer on tap while sitting at
a table with my loved ones waiting on a hot fudge brownie with a candle and a
dozen forks to be served… but I really can’t complain that I will begin my 23rd
year in East Africa. I’m sure I can teach the kids the Happy Birthday song for
me…
With love,
Kristen
PS…before you
feel bad for me “being alone…” you should know that I get to share this day
with Amelia, who has already given me Hocus Pocus, my ballot (which I voted,
and sent back with RPU to put it in the mail), E.L. Fudge cookies, and
mini-bottles of Rum. :)
I’m well taken care of on this end!
Happy, happy Birthday, dear one! You are one incredilble young woman who deserves to celebrate and be celebrated! We are so happy that part of your 23rd year included in getting to know us and working for RPU/TOLM!! You are much loved. "May you blow one thousand candles!!"
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