I'm back from my trip. I thought often of all of you, and of the things I write on this blog.
The trip was a study in the art of being flexible. From the get go, almost everything about the trip was altered. The weather delayed flights, a severe storm damaged neighborhoods and made them uninhabitable... all the plans I had made needed to be changed, sometimes several times.
I was grumpy about all these changes and interruptions; it was a short trip and I had carefully orchestrated each day in order to cram everything in that needed to be crammed in. The minute I landed, it was clear my wall-to-wall plans, each one dependent upon the previous one for implementation, were history.
It was at that moment I reminded myself of everything I say to you- about how we have to learn to roll with the "waves" and accept things as they are as opposed to how we wish they were.
Things turned out differently than I had planned. It's also true that there were no catastrophes, and in fact, in some ways the trip turned out better than I had hoped. I was able to spend more time with a couple of people than I had expected to, and that was terrific.
I had to laugh on the flight back- this trip was just another example of how trusting that the "waves" know what they are doing, trusting that there is an organization to their ways, generally turns out OK. At the very least, it was a good reminder that fighting the ways of the waves is aggravating and futile!
I'm looking forward to getting back to writing to you all regularly. I hope you've all had a safe week.