A thousand miles in summer 2013
“ The journey of a thousand miles
begins with one step” Lao Tzu
The journey of being a mother, it started since the baby was
in the mother’s womb. And I am blessed to have the opportunity to
be a mother. I have two lovely daughters
who actually bring me to a journey for a thousand miles.
It was summer time in 2013; arrived at Charles de Gaulle-
Paris airport around 8 PM, Devina and I were a little bit tired. The weather
wasn’t like summer; it was so cold and gloomy. We went
directly to the hotel. The hotel was very small in the middle of Paris. Three
days in Paris, we planed to visit some famous landmarks.
The journey was not for holiday actually, the purpose was to
accompany my daughter to her summer program in Pau- France. Some of my friends asked me, “
Your daughter is 21 years already. Why you have to accompany her? You just make
an excuse to visit Paris” I visited Paris with my mother
23 years ago and I think Paris didn’t change as much as my
daughters. Children grow so fast and they change in many ways. I just don’t
want to miss it. Definitely there will be a time when I could not be with them.
What money can buy in this world? Money can buy the watch but not
"time". I prefer to spend the money to build memories with my
children.
When we walked together under the rain in Paris from one
place to another place, I hold my daughter’s hand. It brought me to
a memory when she was about one year old. She would grab my hand before she
tried to walk. Now I am the one who grabbed her hand to walk with her. With the
background “Eifel tower” I could see how tall she
is now… how beautiful her smile. Each step that I walked with
her was counted. Walking under the rain with a broken umbrella, we felt the
cold. And the pasta we ate or a cup of
coffee that we drank together. We
collected those memories and we recalled our memories back one by one, as the
steps we took.
A thousand miles … is a thousand memories
for me.
The journey continued to a small city Pau, it is beautiful.
I spent time walking in the morning with my daughter to her school and returned
back to the apartment hotel. It was so true; she is a young lady now. I watched
when she walked alone. My heart told me, “Look, your baby is
walking by herself to reach her dream …” Time was so precious
just to look what we have passed in life. Sometimes we don’t
have time to admire or enjoy the present at that moment. The time seemed to slow down in Pau; it gave
me more time to do the reflection of bringing up my daughters.
Out of sudden I got the text, “Lina, why don’t
you shop in France, buy the famous designer bag there”
It hit my head. Yes I saw many people got out from the famous boutique and with
a wide smile in their face they brought their new treasure in their hand. They were happy, I thought, but the happiness
will last as soon as the new design comes out. Did I want a short happiness
like that ?
I am just a simple person, for sure my hand could hold the
designer handbag and I could proudly walk around. However the proud is only for the price and the designer brand. What I wanted in my life, was simple, I
wanted to walk many thousand miles more with my daughters…
I wish I could spend the money for holding their hands and I could enjoy
witnessing their beautiful heart in their life.
I might forget what my dad had bought for me in my life, for
sure I never forget that I walked with him in the cities we visited and those
memories are so real in my life. All always repeat every time I visit the
places. The memories and his wisdom are still alive in me.
I will walk a thousand miles more …
and more… with my daughters ...until I cannot walk anymore.
**Lina Kartasasmita** at 3.57 PM October 3, 2013
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