Big things sometimes scare me. I have been somewhat nomadic since childhood, moving in and out of places, schools, lives. Those "big things", those enduring, permanent, lasting, forever type things can be intimidating for me. But then, you break it down, and realize that those big things all started somewhere with something small, simple, easy. Just a single step . . . . hence the title.
Just a single step . . . and I found myself treading down the road to become a surgeon. Sometimes i stumbled, sometimes ran, sometimes I tip-toed, sometimes strutted, and sometimes (well, probably lots of times) I stomped. There were some timid steps, some backward steps, some quick steps, and a few of the all important "first steps."
Tomorrow I take the first step on a big adventure in Mongolia. It is probably the most remote part of the world I have ever visited. I have been reading a bit about Mongolia, the history of this strong, conquering people, and their nomadic culture. I am intriqued. I know it will be like no other place I have ever been. I am sure that i will once again, learn more than i teach and gain more than I give. While internet access will be spotty at best, I will try to post when I get service.
so here i go - one foot in front of the other . . .