"Happy half a century!" Andrew said when the flight landed. Took me a few moments, but oh yes, that was my 50th crossing of that ocean.
3 feelings:
- Incredibly, overwhelmingly grateful - that I have been able to come back so often. That Andrew is willing to make it happen.
- Perplexed at how it all came to this!!! - I did consciously and deliberately choose to marry this handsome Aussie guy - of course! - but sometimes I am just baffled at the reality of it all. The very good reality. And also the very much harder-than-i-ever-realised reality. No regrets, just harder than my 21-year old self could have known.
- Tired. - Jetlag? Maybe. But I suspect I've lost days and weeks of my life in travel. Literally. And although the kids travel well, it still completely exhausts me.
3 feelings:
- Incredibly, overwhelmingly grateful - that I have been able to come back so often. That Andrew is willing to make it happen.
- Perplexed at how it all came to this!!! - I did consciously and deliberately choose to marry this handsome Aussie guy - of course! - but sometimes I am just baffled at the reality of it all. The very good reality. And also the very much harder-than-i-ever-realised reality. No regrets, just harder than my 21-year old self could have known.
- Tired. - Jetlag? Maybe. But I suspect I've lost days and weeks of my life in travel. Literally. And although the kids travel well, it still completely exhausts me.
But I'm here, and I know crossing that ocean is more than worth it. All 50 times.
Because Grandparents are worth it.
And cousins are worth it too.
Great-grandparents are so worth it.
And the sight of those 19 stockings is definitely worth it!
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