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WINGING HOME
Saturday Oct. 7, 2017
In some restaurants, between courses, they serve sorbet. A palate cleanser. Chef’s way of removing wonderful memory of that course you just enjoyed, leaving your palate clean, like a blank canvas, so they can paint the next course. Each delicious dish savoured, enjoyed and remembered for just what it is. And it was.
I didn’t win the lottery, win my freedom, win some battle on some battlefield – yet I did all of those.
How I see it isn’t for writing lots about here and now, not right now/not right here, significant in terms of mindset, my attitude/trajectory, pumped. Wouldn’t everybody?
Great trip, a great time, things going ‘as planned’. And ‘could not be predicted’. Isn’t that fantastic?
The best of plans … could have gone off-rail in many ways and I’d have had just as great a time, I’d be feeling just as valued for an experience. The lottery? Long odds and a great win. Freedom? From the mindset and ‘expectations’ I’ve had about a number of things on the relationship front. Win a battle? When we meet people who aren’t ‘just like us’ and the experiences aren’t ‘just like I’ve had before’ there is a struggle, a battle to embrace differences and different feelings as difficult in those moments as purging old/bad habits, recognizing unhealthy ways and unhealthy relationships we need to shed.
And yes, feeling very fortunate.
Will Calgary visit Vancouver more often than I have in recent years?
Who knows, Vancouver might visit Calgary too.
Flying home this morning – charged, recharged, smiling widely. Wonderful mini-vacation, enjoyed great company and cannot imagine life without that valuable, albeit short, chapter …
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