Happy one year anniversary in Paraguay to me (and my amazing G!)!
Can you believe it? 366 days since you’ve seen my face (are you crying yet, Dad? or should I say CB?🙂
I constantly think of the quote from A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius: “And otherwise we lose weeks like buttons, like pencils.”
Whoops, there goes another 52 buttons! I honestly don’t know where the time goes. Lucky for you (or perhaps for me, because I had a strangely intense obsession with buttons as a child and was a member of a Button Club) I’m collecting the buttons as I go and hoping to make sense of them all one day.
Like one day when I return to Paraguay with my bearded husband and 2 children?!
Yesterday I was sitting on the steps of the old train station that we’re working to turn into a museum and community center waiting for my youth group to show up so we could start painting. One of my super hardworking youth got there first so we chatted waiting for everyone else to arrive. I told him that a woman who was a Peace Corps volunteer 20 years ago outside of Paraguari just came back to spend the summer living here with her 2 daughters and they were going to stop by to meet everyone.
Joel looked shocked, “Molly, I just remembered that I had a dream about you! I don’t know how far in the future it was but you came back to visit us in Paraguari! You brought your husband and your two kids. They were two young boys, they were cute little rubios (blondes) but they could not sit still and were running all over. Your husband had a beard…a pretty long beard and glasses–”
Me: “Joel! Are you trying to tell me my future husband is ugly? Or like an intellectual?”
Joel: “An intellectual!” [Laughing]
Me: “Do you know how old you were? Could you see yourself?”
Joel: “No, I couldn’t see myself…I just know you came back to visit us after a long time and to show us your family.”
I don’t think I could ask anyone to do anything sweeter than dream about me and my future family!