So here is my feeble attempt at blogging. I figure, everyone else is doing it, why not me? But what sets me apart from every other blogger around? Why should you read my blog, why should you care, why should you comment? I have no answer to any of those questions. I figured anyone who stopped on by to read would tell me!
I am a simple woman, have 2 kids, A (a 10 year old girl) and G (an 8 year old boy). I am a full time nurse and sometimes (ok many of the times), I feel like Hubby ( of 11 years) constitutes as another full time job!
What is my passion, you ask? What does a simple nurse living what one could call the "American Dream" have to write that should take up space on the internet? Try this one on for size. My passion is social justice, and I think I am a switched at birth Haitian child! Ok, so I was not switched at birth, and I am not of Haitian descent. But I do volunteer my time in Haiti, often working in mobile medical clinics.
Yes, I spent 1 month after the earthquake working in Haiti ( look for my book coming out through Blurb! Plug for myself!) and no, I did not go to Chile when I came back to help down there. I have a relationship, a connection if you will with people in Haiti. It is like my second home. I know that I can not change the world as a whole, so I am working one person at a time.
That being said, I will be sharing tidbits of my life in America, photos of it too, and thoughts and experiences on what is going on in the world today.
Why so much with the Elephant? You really want an explanation? Don't you want to leave a bit of mystery surrounding the title and Blog name? No, are you sure? Ok, I'll explain it. It's a quirky story, but I'm a quirky gal.
Growing up I was always one of the tall ones. You know those girls, tall and of course naturally athletic, perfect for basketball. Isn't that why God made me tall? To be the token black person in an all white town on their basketball team? Perhaps due to my darker hue or maybe it was because I ignored most of the ignorant adults, teachers did not think highly of me or my mental abilities. (Don't worry, this is not a Lisbeth Salander situation!) But I never forgot my formative years and what people said to me and about me. I think it was about middle school when my love for the elephant begun. For some reason I felt a kin to it. There it was, a big goofy thing that would be beat down in a circus and still perform beautifully! A gentle creature that carried it's baby for 2 years ( and we all think 9 months is bad!). To boot, a smart creature! One who never forgets. I aligned with the elephant.
Now that I am grown, I am a bit more wise and realize that people can say whatever but I do not need to accept what they label me as. Now I want a memory like an elephant, I want to remember each and every moment of life. Perhaps its that my kids are growing up. What better way to remember than to photograph each day? Maybe each day is a far stretch, but I am working on it! My camera and I are becoming very close, so close I would build it its own bed next to mine!
I think that is it in a nutshell....For now anyways. Tomorrow is another day
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