There are so many twists and turns as we head to Japan. Today was more than interesting. We were supposed to go pick up our tickets for our commercial flight to Seattle. Franklin was told to bring the “Port Call Message” with him to the travel office to start the process. The person who told him to bring the message (we will call her Lila) is also responsible for sending the message. Well, Lila did not send the message. But the bigger question is why is she sending a message that we have to bring back to her? Why doesn’t she keep the message? The ship knows we are leaving.
In addition to that, Quortney is living with my stepmother, Carlita, until she finishes school. I am trying to help in the navigation and translation of this very delicate relationship between a grandmother and gran-daughter who are worlds apart in their thinking. My position is simple. When you live in someone’s home, you live by his or her rules. I remember 19 and I wish I had it as good as Quortney does. I know they will be fine because I cannot come back from Japan to mediate.
On another note, my husband is supposed to be packing while I do my homework. I have two more classes starting in a couple weeks, so I am in finals mode. Instead, he is listening to music on his I-Pod and dancing around like we are finished. Now here is the question… Will I let all that is happening around me cause me great anxiety?
NO! God has all of this under control. Though I am usually the one to slip into my Superwoman garment and save the world. I am going to breathe, say a prayer for peace, strength and time management, have a glass of wine and do what I can.
I think I might have actually learned something in my 40 years of living. I haven't arrived, but I like where I am on the journey... LOL!
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