Dragonfly Dreams

Vang Vieng, Laos. A mid-afternoon meander across the river.

Life has slowed down. I don’t have a phone. It’s just me, going wherever my legs take me.

I have time to stare at the river. I have time to look up and watch the clouds passing by. I have time to see the dragon flies resting on the power line that services the village across the river.

This is how life should be.

By: Barbara

A career girl who dropped out, traveled, found love, and never got around to going home again. Now wrangling a cross-cultural relationship and two third culture kids.