I want to dance in the rain, sing loudly in the car, laugh till my belly hurts and stay up all night watching reruns, eating pizza and drinking wine in bed. I want to read good books and jump up and down on a jumping castle and be surrounded by people who love me, all of me.
I know I will never be anyone famous, or that many people have heard of. And thats cool, I don’t want to be famous. I want my existence to mean something. I want it to have made a difference to someone. Just one. And I want my children and grandchildren to know it. So they can make a difference too. Thats all.
Sometimes making a difference emerges in the slightest and smallest thing we do. For me, it's small. For the 32 agent orange victims and disabled residents of Peace Village, it's the highlight of the last few months. An outing that would be talked about for weeks, months to come.
I rented three buses and transported all of them 14km down the highway to Mrs Hanh's restaurant.
Amazing superwoman Mrs Hanh who has several mentions throughout my blog, cooked up a storm.
We had the disco lights going, a keyboard player and karaoke with open mic.
The excitement was palpable.
They couldn't wait to get on stage and sing and dance.
And in true Vietnamese fashion, the music was played at an extreme decibel and the
microphones that carried their serenades were deafening.... But all that mattered was that they were all having a blast.
"Happiness is the only good. The time to be happy is now. The place to be happy is here. The way to be happy is to make others so" Robert Green Ingersoll.
