Home Sweet Home

I shoveled two inches of snow off my walk the day before we left for our time in paradise.  I came home to spring.

Daffodils, Magnolias, Red-buds, and other flowering tree were all in bloom.  I’ve been home a week, and white petals are falling and drifting like snow, and leaf buds are bursting in green. Winter is behind us.

Vacations give us a break from everyday concerns.  Personal conflicts are left behind, obligations set aside, commitments put on hold when we go on vacation, and we can focus on relaxation, fun, and just enjoying a worry free moment.

But we do have to come back to real life. While I was having fun in the sun, life went on, and those things left unresolved and unfinished were waiting. The demands of jobs and family, navigating though conflict, dealing with traffic, negotiating compromises, and coping  with frustration did not all magically disappear.  Dealing with hundreds of e-mails, getting caught up on social media, finding out just how necessary you are at your job because everything is falling apart without you (or not), cutting the lawn, feeding the pets, laundry, cooking, and catching up on the news, are just a few of the things being home again means.

While we were gone, our friends and family were dealing with difficulties.  We missed the water advisory and boil notices.  People got sick or injured, and some were hospitalized.  Legal items came up for review.  The stuff of life, relationships, and our modern world played out without us, and now we are back, and being swept along with the currents, including coming back to a tiny new granddaughter, Marlie Marie, born on St. Patrick’s day.

Vacation gives a break from the everyday, and is a time of rest and rejuvenation.  The trick of life is not to run away and escape our problems, but to seek out the rest and rejuvenation offered to us each day.  Comfortable routine provides a framework for keeping us on track and getting things accomplished.  The lesson of vacation is to take time to enjoy the peace and promise in a sunrise, and time to enjoy the beauty of the season, new life, and moments of love.  Give yourself a pat on the back when you accomplish a goal, take pride in accomplishing something difficult.  You can’t know everything, do everything, be perfect, so be forgiving of your own failings and those of others.  Stop trying to control every outcome.

Make time for yourself.   Breath.  Enjoy the magnificence of our world and the life around us.  Laugh, love, forgive.  Be at peace and bring that peace to all things.  And when it gets to much…take a little vacation.








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