Monday, 31 August 2009
Like a peasant
Recently my son remarked, "Mum, you live like a peasant!"
"Your ideal home is in the countryside with a small house but a huge garden.You'll grow vegetables and keep dogs. You'll wear your straw hat, ride bicycle everywhere and eat pumpkin and sweet potato all day long."
He cannot comprehend why I choose the simple life when I could live in the city surrounded by lights and glamour. Well, when I was young like him, I was attracted to the glitzy life too. I've been there, done that and now I crave to be away from the madding crowd.
He has also noticed that I'm happiest when I'm driving back to my parent's home every weekend. My face lights up when I see the vast expanse of space and greenery. I feel a buzz when I see the sun dipping beneath the canopy of trees in the distance, painting the sky with a gorgeous palette of colours. Maybe I'm biased but the sunsets are the most beautiful at my parent's place.
Indeed my dream is to be back at the farm again during my sunset years, where I can live like a peasant until I fade away into the darkness.