Life is full of beginnings and endings. A new school year...then the chaos of the last week. Things are packed away, desks are cleaned out, papers and projects are passed out and finally the teacher's desk is cleared off. When a trip is planned you anticipate it for weeks or even months. Suitcases are mentally packed, places to visit are researched and you check the calendar from time to time to see how many more days remain until you finally leave.
The traveling part may be challenging and difficult. You may not sleep for, I don't know, maybe 32 hours. One in your party may be very ill..., but arrive you will. The first week is adjusting to your new location, time difference, possibly a trip to the doctor and a few forays to explore and have a first "look see".
Then comes the pleasure of finally relaxing. You sleep in. You set your own schedule. No rushing is involved. You begin to feel at home. Meals are cooked and enjoyed. Discussions around the table are the norm. There is no TV with alarming, blaring news. No phones ring.
There is a vineyard across the way from the old, comfortable home. A tiny village is a short walk way. Driving through the countryside is an exercise in gratitude for so much beauty. Neighboring villages provide all the mountain climbing you are capable of. The mountain top villages also offer views to last you the rest of your life.
Inevitably the last few days arrive. You begin to think of repacking the clothes you put away after your arrival. Last arrangements are made. Last souvenirs are purchased. Last photos are taken.
You have been given an incredible gift. Your heart is heavy with gratitude. Your prayers include much thanksgiving.
Then all too soon you walk out the door and say, "Au revoir".
No comments:
Post a Comment