I make a fool out of myself every single day here. I say the wrong thing. I stand in the wrong line. I nearly break my ankle on a loose cobblestone. For the first two months, I was pretty much mortified all the time, but about two weeks ago I figured out one of the biggest reasons I'm here -- to learn humility. And relearn it every single day. Because the thing is I'm pretty capable. I put myself through college. I managed two masters degrees. I've done Ironman and countless other outrageous athletic endeavors. I've published books and grown orchids and lived in a dry cabin in Alaska. I've been a working single mom for the last twelve years. But here, I am constantly saying lo siento and disculpe and permitame. And every single day I have to shake it off and go back out there. I'm learning I don't have to be perfect. It's okay to stumble over my words. I just need to be patient and polite and most of all humble.
(Posted Feb 4th, 2018)