We are home.
Travel was completely without incident. People were pleasant and helpful. Everything was on time. Home felt welcoming.
Tomorrow I have to get up early, particularly early given I'm used to a three hour time difference, and film several bits for a big training series that's being put together for the UK. I've looked at the topics and am rip snorting ready to go. I'm not sure how I'll feel about it in the morning as I stumble about in a jet lag fog - but it's exciting.
Tomorrow's tomorrow is my last day of work for 6 days. We are going on our annual vacation with Mike, Marissa, Ruby and Sadie. Everything is booked and ready. We leave on tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow morning and I'm wildly excited about spending some quiet time sitting near water, reading books, having bar-b-que's, laughing with the kids, gossiping with the adults and, of course, feasting on corn.
Ruby is arriving here tonight and will be with us until we go up to the lake. I've got to work during the days but we've got kid friendly things planned and she's easy to be with. We've already talked to her on the phone tonight and she's looking forward to being here with us.
So, this is by way of letting you know that I will try to blog daily over the next few days but that I just may not be able to ... depending on time and circumstance. It's important for me to find time to let others know that they are important to me. Life has so many demands, adulthood is so terribly hard, that its important to step back from it all and just go 'whew' ... made it another year.
I'll end this update with just a wee story from our travel today:
We were getting into the car at the hotel this morning, preparing to go to the airport. The hotel porter, a young Asian American man, was helping Joe load the luggage and wanted to help with the wheelchair. It has to be lifted into the back seat, I lean back and grab the bottom wheel and pull while Joe pushes. We've done it a thousand times. Joe thanked him but said he'd do it. The fellow held the door open, which was truly helpful because, with the car being on a bit of a hill, the door kept falling shut. As Joe lifted the chair and began to put it in, the young man said, 'It keeps you healthy ...' Joe laughed before he could finish and said, 'Yeah, it keeps my muscles young.' The fellow, still smiling said, 'Yes, that too, but I meant that when we care for those we love, it keeps our heart working the way it should.'
What a lovely thought.
My eyes are bleary now and my bed is calling.
My your heart keep working the way it should.