Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Voting Rights and Wrongs

The suitcases are partially packed. The car is partially loaded. The trip is nearly over. We are about to go home. It's going to be a long drive. It will take two and a half days. But it's going to be a very different drive than the one we had on the way out. We left Toronto with a great deal of anxiety. What were we going to find? What were we going to face? The night before we left I had trouble sleeping because I imagined all the things that could go wrong. I knew that the fears I had were reasonable. I knew that everything I worried about needed worrying. Part of me, that night, wondered why I still do what I do.

I can see how it would be so easy for a world to shrink. I can see how life could become small. The idea of long, long, stretches on highway, the thought of small hotels in small towns, the very real idea of winter February, all were reasons to turn down the work, to make the decision to say 'no' to the travel. Joe and I had to both dig down deep in order to say 'yes' to the adventure. To say 'yes' to taking on the challenges. To say 'yes' to the possibility that it would all be OK.

We've each had our own bad experiences regarding travel and wheelchairs and inaccessibility. Joe has been just as angered and frustrated with the unpleasant surprises that have come our way. He worried about almost the exact same things that I do. So a decision to go is one we both make. And luckily when one wavers the other stands firm. We both believe in what we do and we both want to make a difference. And, of course, we both have become used to life on the road.

So we decided, obviously, to point the car north.

And now, we point the car south.

With fewer worries. We know the road. We know the hotels, We know the spots to stop. We only worry about the weather. We don't worry about whether or not we'll make it. The car will be packed, my wheelchair tucked in on the back seat behind Joe, me sitting in the passenger seat. The work will be done so we'll just be two guys going home.

It's nice to have my wheelchair stay where it belongs, in the back seat, and us - up front still making the decisions. It gets me around, true. But we still haven't given it a vote. That's what works for us. And that's the way we're going to keep it for as long as we can.


Jan said...

Glad you made the trip north Dave. I attended your session in Thunder Bay and Fire alarm aside it was great. Hope you and Joe have a safe trip home.

joanne said...

safe travels as you come through Kapuskasing David and Joe! :)
have a great day!

Princeton Posse said...

Take care on the roads. Safe trip home.

clairesmum said...

safe travels. the road home is almost always shorter and easier to travel.

Anonymous said...

I hope your both having a safe trip home!