I did it.
I made it.
I dropped my kids off with their dad,
hugged them tightly
and trusted it was safe to let them go.
I went to therapy.
I got myself some noodles for dinner.
I took care of myself.
Got my house in order.
Chose to pack lightly.
Now I’m ready for the journey.
I decided to take a break from blogging and any other daily activities that I can let go for ten days. I need to see who I am outside of my routine and what can arise in the space I create when I let go of my habitual modes of being. Wish me luck!
I’ll check in when I get back home at the end of this month. Best wishes everyone. Deep breaths.
My little family of four
was flying standby today
and only two of us could board the plane
from Boston to Salt Lake City.
I didn’t want us to split up,
but my husband insisted, saying,
If we don’t do it this way,
it will be the same thing tomorrow.
At least this way, we’ll have a better chance
of all of us getting there,
even if two of us have to arrive later.
So I and my son boarded the plane.
My daughter was in tears as I hugged her goodbye.
I told her she’d have a fun date with daddy
and tried to cheer her up,
but inside my heart was breaking.
As our plane took off,
I held my son’s hand,
really feeling the distance expanding,
separating us from my husband and my daughter.
And it struck me that experiences
really aren’t so fun
if the ones most dear to your heart
are not there with you to share them.
Nothing can buy the deep feeling of connection
that blossoms from within when you spend time
with those you love.
You could be on an island paradise
with delicious food, beautiful weather,
and luxury accommodations,
but without your beloveds,
it all becomes quite dreary.
So hold your loved ones close,
they are the most precious treasures of all.
When you’re happy together,
when you cherish one another,
it doesn’t matter where you are,
it all becomes so lovely.