|Photo taken on the Camino de Santiago|
Throughout my life, I have yearned for far off lands where the locals speak a different language. I read and studied languages. As a young girl, I wanted to be a foreign correspondent or an interpreter for the United Nations. Reality intervened and I became an English as a Second Language Teacher and a librarian in a French Immersion School. I live in an apartment about 2k from my mother and my daughter. I taught in the school district that I attended as a child. Forty years ago, I did not know how to make my dreams come true but I enjoyed the path that my life has taken. Non, je ne regrette rien. What were your childhood dreams? How were those dreams incorporated into your life? Are we ever too old to have new dreams?