Occasionally, my jobs require me to travel. Sometimes for weddings, other times for assignments, and even others for meetings and project facilitation work. But, since having my son, travel slowed down a bit.
Prior to my first pregnancy and his birth, it wasn’t uncommon for me to be gone 1 to 2 weeks a month, leaving that sweet and understanding husband of mine to watch over the farm or chickens or dogs or what/whoever else we had going on. Don’t get me wrong – he came with me when it was so enticing that he couldn’t say no (like our 2.5 week stint in the islands when I had to work in a windowless room while he fished the lazy day away) but that was rare.
And when Forest was born, he came on DC travels until this one. Babies under 2 are considered a “lap child” and ride for free, but free doesn’t make it easy!
Well, with an older toddler, so goes the excuse that I “can’t travel” because of x, y, z (i.e., nursing, need to be home to care for a baby, pregnancy recovery, etc.). So, for the past few months, I’ve traveled a bit here and there. Mostly local, in-state overnights to Denver with occasional random travel down south and to DC.
But this past week, I had another meeting in DC, so I took advantage of the opportunity to piggy back on a work trip and celebrate my big sis on her birthday- for the first time, like, EVER.
So we went big: SUP’ing, shopping, hanging with our dad and beach lounging! What a great way to spend a surprisingly beautiful couple of days back east.
When we parted ways, I felt more grateful than ever to have my sister.
Now, I sit in the airport and wait. My day started at 3am and it won’t end until after dark, thanks to delays, cancellations and missed flights. But, at least I can reminisce, right?
Traveling can be fun. It can be challenging, too. But the fact that I’m blessed enough to have the opportunity to DO it – now, That, is what I need to keep reminding myself of so I don’t lose my mind on tough return trips like today’s.