Making a List and Wandering .. Day 1 Hawaii

It used to be that when we'd take a vacation,
I'd have a plan.

Because I homeschooled the kids... so before we went anywhere...

I knew what the sites were nearby wherever we stayed.
I knew where the grocery stores and gas stations were
I knew what public transportation was available.
I knew the restaurants we would try.

But now it's different
Educating children isn't my focus.
Feeding a family and handling those little crises isn't my focus.

I don't know what I want to do.

So I have a little battle going on inside between what I OUGHT to visit (READ: what used to be important) and what I FEEL like doing.

And my poor husband... well, he usually did whatever I planned out

And now... he has to weigh in.

Our vacation is about us.

Do we want to go to a tourist site?
Do we want to go to the beach?
Do we want to try new foods? 

So... today was about wandering around the hotel, getting a feel for what we could reach on foot.

We found a cafe and had pancakes... a nice hearty breakfast after that long, long flight... and I tried coconut syrup. [YES! to trying new foods!]    Hmm... shall I take some home?

We found that Hard Rock Honolulu was within walking distance and one of my few collecting vices is Hard Rock beer glasses.

I found post cards and got one written.... I do want to get cards out to the grandkids before I get home again.

And we talked.....  about this and that and what we wanted to do this week away.  And mostly I think we just want to enjoy time together...  but we do have a list now.... with the things most important to each of us... so we have a focus.

I did escape and go to the pool.  My husband does not like the pool or the beach... and I don't want to wander off too far without him... so basking at the pool was my afternoon choice!

He will be working tomorrow and I have a quilt class to find.....

A Day of Travel... to Hawaii!

Do you get it?

That pit in your gut that feels like nerves?

That place between the discomfort of leaving home and the fear of what is happening next?

I LOVE that feeling!

When you leave home the best you can
    and are beginning the journey of moving forward into NEW.

Is it a role change?  I mean - I have things i usually do at home... and then I do move into vacay mode.....

Is it simply new surroundings?  Where you are a little off balance because you don't know exactly where you will land and what you will do or feel.

That in between place is where I meet me.

Where I have no role

No responsibility

except to

Experience.


Once you enter the system... ie check in at the airport.. surrender your luggage... 
You kind of lose your identity.. you are just a tiny piece of a humongous system...

 a BIT.  A tiny, though significant, piece of information being shuffled around from address to address. No longer in control of your movements.

Sometimes all goes well.   Sometimes not. But its not your responsibility. You are just there. Your part is to BE. To place your concerns in some one else's hands

Sound scary??

It can be

But for me.... More often,

its freeing.  

Because here is one place I am absolutely not responsible. 
I can't even convince MYSELF that I am responsible. 

So I rest

guiltfree.

and have no questions pestering me about what to do next.

Success, failure

It has nothing to do with me

My role is clear

and I enjoy!

I do love to fly :-)