2 weeks... America

Well the blog isn't dead, I have just been too busy to write or really to think.  I thought a lot the first day but then got ok with the idea that my blog too needed a break.... and you know what?  Thats OK. 
So, I am working on one but I have been working on that for about 2 weeks now.  Ill be in touch.  :)

The State of the Union

Nope, didn’t see it yet but did see the posts on Facebook. So here is what I have to say about that.

I wish we could reason with Americans who blame Obama for the world coming to an end while they seem to forget any part about how their candidates helped to put us in this situation, though on the other hand blame Obama for not doing enough. They easily can forgive Newt's not so perfect marriages as he touts Family Values and call anyone who doesn’t agree with them “un American or un Christian”. We all want to hear what makes us feel good, but it is time to stop the fighting in circles because we are all on this sinking ship like it or not. The problem ought to be the Corporations/Banks buying elections as they are seen as “People”; couldn’t both sides at least agree on this?

Stop blaming the poor for being poor. Imagine what it would be like living in a country with really poor people who have no help, imagine if you could understand that it is for this reason ALL Americans can Dream & have Hope (if they choose). It would almost be impossible for someone living in a poor state (not neighborhood) in Brasil to become a lawyer. America is the greatest experiment in Democracy and it is our job to protect it together, it was a gift! The ideas that built this country are still alive though no doubt being abused. When did you stop believing in a helping hand? This is the SPIRIT that makes us unique. I learned this living in a foreign Country.

I would love to see you be thankful for what makes us ALL Americans, be it artists, scientists, Construction workers, Govt/State employees, the top 1%, the welfare recipients, Actors/Musicians/Athletes, immigrants and most of all (in a nutshell) YOU…The MIDDLE CLASS.

Hey Yo...What do you know.

A few times in my life, I have been given a song.  Here is one from a dear friend. 

Wendy McNeill - Holly O'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jntQW_Aezs

She walks around the corner
Her heart small and tight as the ass in her jeans
She is a nail biter
Fueled by fire and comic book scenes
She thought art held the answer
But the moments of insight made the questions get larger
She knew this town held treasure
But the map was confusing started feeling like pressure

Hey yo
What do you know
Sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
Hey yo
Where will you go
Sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?

She says she's not worried of being alone
Her mind gives her more than her lovers
Has no desire to travel back home
The big smoke nurtures more than her mother

A three legged dog hobbled across her path
Part polka part freak show
She studied she laughed
As she thought about how he'd arrived at that state
Was it genetics or some weird twist of fate
No collar no master
How she could relate

Hey yo
What do you know
Sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
Hey yo
Where will you go
Sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?

2 days

Honestly I am at a loss of things to say, things to ponder and things to try to understand.  All I know is that I am homesick and the days until I arrive home do not go by fast enough.  So, here I am with 2 days to go.  At this point I do not know what is going to happen.  I wonder if I will miss Brasil, If 2 months will be too long or if I will just get off the airplane and cry.  why?  Geez Jill, you are living in a foreign country…a tropical one even.  Well, I am lucky to have this experience but it doesn’t come without a price.  The price was that I had to change, I had to see the world differently, I had to see my life differently.  I think you know if you read me that it has been uncomfortable almost daily, but that is behind me now.  When I come back the work is done and the future is bright and the sky is the limit.  I also think about what life will be like visiting my land; you know it will be the first time in a long time that I will not have to worry about more that wearing clean clothes and enjoying myself.  I will be too far away to worry about Rodrigo’s business and I have no business of my own, just the kids and my beloved family.  Well whatever happens and however I feel, this will be the last post from this side.  It will be the last post from a lost woman who is trying to understand a world so foreign because when I return it will not be the first time anymore so there will be no more excuses.  My next post will be seeing Brasil from America and figuring out what just happened.  One thing that I do know is that I might just find out that the Old saying “Wherever you go…there you are”, applies yet again.

8 days

Take the dog, leave the dog, take the dog, leave the dog... this is the question.