What an awesome day. In the morning i went to an art gallery exhibiting one of our family friend's art work. It inspired me so much that i wanted to drag my art easel up to my room and set it up. It also got my brain thinking of a few more potential paintings.After the art gallery, my mom and I drove down to San Francisco to Pier 39 and Ghiradelli. We sat by the ocean eating clam chowder and crab sandwiches. Yum. The weather was delightful, which is rare for San Francisco.
The interesting thing is one conversation we had on the ride back home. My mom asked me if 3 years ago, when we were in Russia, I had talked to my aunt about living abroad in Russia or working in Russia in the future. I told her I didn't think so, or that I possibly just didn't remember. She was slightly astonished. She proceeded to tell me that when she was having a conversation in a cafe with one of my aunt's friend's, my aunt had told this friend earlier that she had found out about a high-paying job, specifically geared towards Americans where they do international work and live in Moscow. My aunt had said 3 years ago that she would like to set it up so that I could work there in the future.
I had known nothing about this; and my aunt hadn't spoken of this with my mom because back then my mom would've had a heart palpitation with thoughts of me moving to Russia.
Ironically (or not), I am now studying to get my International Relations degree, become a lawyer (most likely concentrate on International Law) and head on out back to the Mother Land (Russia for those of you who don't know...). I miss my aunt. My mom broke down in the car. She's so strong though; she quickly wipes those tears away, and thinks about the good memories we shared with her sister.
Could my aunt have forseen my future?11:04 AM 2 Falling Stars
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