It will take me weeks to sort and upload the pictures from our trip in Florida. (This is what happens when you take over 800 pictures of your children in the sand.) But, vacation was, as always, lovely for all of us. It seems so cliché to say we needed it, but well, we did.
The last few months I have felt a little lost and a bit numb. I am unable to articulate what I need to feel whole again. I know I want to feel more joyful. I want to feel more happiness. I am working on figuring it all out. I had hoped vacation would help. (And the sun, sand and margaritas can’t hurt, can they?)
We were up at the crack of dawn to catch our 7 am flight to Florida. We left our house at 5 am and in spite of the fact that we were headed to the beach, sun, surf and fun, I was grumpy at the early hour. I lacked my normal joy over our impending trip. The boys, however, exuded happiness.
“Did you see that? Did you? Look! It’s amazing! Wow! Look over there! I see another one! That one is so cool too! Did you see that one? I missed it! Look! Ooooo, that is the best one yet! Look at that one! It glows! Incredible! There is so many of them! Coooooool!!!!”
My children were not discussing video games, airplanes or some complicated scientific experiment, but spent the entire car ride to the airport enthralled with the lights that lit up the predawn sky. That’s it. Lights. Lights from towers. Lights from passing trucks. Lights from empty warehouses. The lights were an amazing, wondrous thing to appreciate and exclaim over again and again.
You can find joy in the most unexpected places. I am grateful I have three teachers wrapped up in the cutest little boy packages to remind me of this.
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