Have you, yes you, stopped to think of what it will truly feel like when the world opens back up, when our feet leave the earth in airplane cabin and we land on some distant shore? What will you experience, what will you feel in the center of you? I’ve not let my mind truly wander here, it’s too painful still being landlocked and still for a year now, but I dream of it, it sneaks into that place I’ve no control over, but escape to each night. I wonder what it’ll be boarding that plane, wonder what it’ll feel like settling into a rental car, driving off and getting lost again, finally. I know we’ll be off, I know we’ll float away like bubbles and pop with joy on some new stretch of road, but until then there’s not we can do but wait, but endure, but spread joy to those we can spread it to in the meantime.
I wonder about expectations... I was supposed to take my son to Japan, a first for us both, last summer. And now, he and ponder what that trip might be if it happens this summer...will it? Will it meet or exceed our expectations, which have been compounded and perhaps exacerbated, by lockdown? Will we savor every moment more? My hope is that the reality we find when we're all able to get back to a life of more mobility meets and exceeds our wildest imaginings! 🚀
It’s been a year and a half since I saw my Mom, and I keep hoping that we might get there by summer so I can go see her. She and my step-dad got their first dose, so that’s a step in the right direction ar least.
Love the analogy of bubbles floating away...I plan trips to keep manifesting those travel plans....Trip Advisor is one place I go - pick out a place and where I'll stay, eat and what I'll explore. I also track my ancestry and plan to visit all those places....oh baby it's a wide world.
I ache to see and hold family and friends in far flung places we haven’t seen face to face in more than a year. Yes I crave normalcy and adventure again, but more than being able to explore I just want to hug my loved ones.
One Day We'll Be Off | 2.17.21
I wonder about expectations... I was supposed to take my son to Japan, a first for us both, last summer. And now, he and ponder what that trip might be if it happens this summer...will it? Will it meet or exceed our expectations, which have been compounded and perhaps exacerbated, by lockdown? Will we savor every moment more? My hope is that the reality we find when we're all able to get back to a life of more mobility meets and exceeds our wildest imaginings! 🚀
It’s been a year and a half since I saw my Mom, and I keep hoping that we might get there by summer so I can go see her. She and my step-dad got their first dose, so that’s a step in the right direction ar least.
Love the analogy of bubbles floating away...I plan trips to keep manifesting those travel plans....Trip Advisor is one place I go - pick out a place and where I'll stay, eat and what I'll explore. I also track my ancestry and plan to visit all those places....oh baby it's a wide world.
I ache to see and hold family and friends in far flung places we haven’t seen face to face in more than a year. Yes I crave normalcy and adventure again, but more than being able to explore I just want to hug my loved ones.
I used to love travelling solo, but now I can't wait to dive into an adventure with a loved one. I've had more than enough solo time these days.