Meant to be…

by arianne

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He was meant to be a Frenchman…doesn’t he just look it?  Oui!  Instead he was born to be a comedian.

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Sometimes I think I was meant to be European

I long for relaxed days filled with food, adventure and open minded people.

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Sometimes I think I was meant to be Laura Ingalls...

with a lifestyle of slow food I would work the land and appreciate the exquisite rarity of a cup of sugar.  Or silk.

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Sometimes I think I was meant to be Tahitian...

where home is ocean, sand and a lovely shack and I live only on salt air.  Happy air.

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Sometimes I think I was meant to be a Broadway star…

my voice didn’t get the memo that my heart belongs on stage.

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Sometimes I think I was meant to live in Portland

(Or Asheville, or Boulder or Santa Fe) where I know a high concentration of “my people” reside.

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But, and

much better, I was *born* to be where I am.  Who I am.  With the people I am (with).

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Mom, teacher, nutritionist, bug catcher, book reader, back massager, laugh-giver,

lover of these children.  All four of them.

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Now it’s your turn…what were you mean to be?  Are you born to be?

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