“About” me, who cares? I hope you like what you read and read on. If not, there’s lots of other good stuff out there! So snarky! Let’s try this again…
But just for kicks:
~woman, writer, wife, mother, domestic engineer, shuttle driver, star wars lover, daughter, sister, friend (and sometimes foe to systems)~
In 2005 I went to Central Asia and I snapped a photo of the Customs/Immigration lines at the Dubai International Airport. They are empty because it is the middle of the night. Can you imagine what it might feel like to come upon these lines full of people? I wondered, How would I get through the lines of people from all over the world? People carrying all sorts of baggage, with any variety of cargo in tow, plus the smells and sounds and sensations that go along with all of that. How might they feel about me and the tiny world I travel in?
The answer is simple: One Row at a Time
God Bless~
Hint: my kids have fun little code names on here: QueenBee is well, the Queen. Her sister can hold her own and chose the nickname FiKiErin. Our son is called Obi-Wan Kenoah.
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