We get on a plane in 14 hours to begin a huge adventure. I'm not ready but it's my mind more than my suitcase I'm thinking about. There's so much to "do" here at home, people grieving at funerals, people in pain wondering if it's cancer, people preparing to be an organ donor for a loved one, people cleaning out a childhood home as the beloved parent slowly exits this life, people preparing for a new baby, Samson asking for another tummy rub, people celebrating new marriage at the age of 70..or 80...yet because we got excited several months ago when we were offered new places to see, exciting things to do, we are leaving these people we care about. Our last two weeks are a pilgrimage: a trip one makes expecting to return home again having been changed/transformed for the better.
Well, I'm not sure how that is measured, but the plane is booked, confirmed, so we will leave at the appointed hour, hoping for this transformation to "the better".
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