I'm taking a graduate level leadership course that focuses on motivation. At the same time, I've been waiting for a closing date for the purchase of our new farm and our "dream house." This has me thinking a lot about hopes and dreams.
This week the seller worked with us to tie public water in from the road to the house. He "gathered the troops," if you will, and mobilized town officials, a plumber, an excavator and a independent testing lab together in order to get the job done quickly. With much emotion he declares, "I just want to get this over with!"
I wish for the type on my work computer to be larger. I long for more time to read for pleasure.
As I drive by the Mexicans working in the fields to harvest squash and cabbage, I imagine what their wish lists look like. Enough money to travel back home to see family? A system that allows them to work here legally that is uncomplicated and free of corruption?
So much of the world lives in poverty. I'm so very grateful that safe, clean water CAN bee hooked up to my new house (even if it takes a few extra days!).
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