In 2010, two weeks before a family trip to Italy, a home in our neighborhood was burglarized. Among the items stolen were passports.
Then, one week before that very same trip, there was an airline strike in France (we were flying Air France) and volcanic ash from an active volcano in Iceland was causing flight disruptions, cancellations, and delays at all European airports. In fact, for a few days the volcanic ash resulted in the largest air-traffic shut-down since World War II.
And just to make things more interesting, a few days before our trip I was on pins and needles waiting to see if anyone in our family would be stricken with the stomach bug that was making its rounds among family, neighbors, and friends.
The period leading up to a trip is a strange time, filled with a range of emotions. You’re waiting, but in an active way. So you prep, plan and pack, all while feeling a little overwhelmed (anxious?) because no matter how much you meticulously see to every detail, there is also so much that is out of your control.
Yes, it’s a strange time, but an exciting one.
Today, two weeks away from our Girls’ Trip to Italy, I am again experiencing the array of emotions—excited (we're really going), hopeful (for sunny days and cool temperatures), anxious (head cold or allergies?), preoccupied (check this, confirm that).
Mostly though, I have an overwhelming sense of gratitude, for all of these emotions are part of a wonderful whole.
Rome, Sorrento, Pompeii, Capri, Verona