pregnant

I like slightly inappropriate metaphors:

Thailand is my unborn child. Thailand is to me like finding out I am pregnant, and realizing that though I'm not really sure I want this baby, I can't abort it. For at least the next decade or so, I'm going to have to provide for this kid. It will be a hard road, and will certainly cause me pain and heartache. It'll cost me in all areas - financially, emotionally, mentally. But maybe, just maybe, this is what I was made for - to mother, to guide, to nurture a fragile, innocent being in a broken and hurtful world. And once it is birthed, I'll probably love this child more than myself, and maybe it will bring me more joy than I can fathom at this moment.