Hello! Yes, I know it's been a long time since I posted an entry, and because this is my blog, my thoughts and feelings...I thought I'd combine a few subjects. So, this may be long...I'm not sure. However, here we go.
As a child, my folks didn't have a lot. However, they had some unique and interesting (at least to a child) things. Like the book pictured here.
This book is why I fell in love with England...about fifty years ago! This was also the time I promised myself that one day, I'd go there. I wasn't sure how it would happen, just that it would indeed, happen!
It's a set of books on different countries, some states...it had a small projector you used to view the furnished slides. Awesome, awesome set!
Yes, there's been a pandemic. Yes, I have very strong opinions on the vaccine itself. Yes, I distrust it. No, it's not had enough time to be proven. Government fails us, as citizens when it requires us to do something we feel, at the very least, awkward about.
All of that said...I am sitting here with one arm aching from having a fractured shoulder in March, and the other arm hurting from having gotten my second Covid shot yesterday. Yes, you read that correctly. I got it. I'm not happy about it. But, if I want to go to England in October, I had to get it. Because, while there, I am going to meet a dear friend of 10 years, who is older and has severe, chronic COpD. This means that if this person caught it...they would not survive. And, I cannot guarantee I wouldn't be exposed to it on the way over, so, I bit the bullet and got the jabs...because my conviction against it is not worth this person's life. Each of us has to come to their own decision about this craziness. I couldn't go to England and not meet this friend. That would be cruel. So, I am sitting here on July 4th, not feeling myself, and hoping this is all the symptoms I'm going to have.
Not that I am a shining example of any virtue...but this is what love does. If you look up 1 Corinthians, chapter 13...there's an entire chapter that tells us what love looks like. That's my guide. Not my fear of governmental control, nor of peers mocking me, but love of a friend and love of my family. Do with this information as you will.
In the meantime, I've sent in my passport for renewal, gotten a fair idea of flight prices and paths, and started making plans for what I'll do once there. It's not going to be the trip I'd always dreamed of, but I'll be getting the chance to see at least some of the things I've always wanted to see.
It's very...odd feeling...to be planning to fulfill an almost life long dream. I am debt free except for my home, I have cash saved up to pay for this...now is just the right time to live the dream! I acknowledge I have been blessed, in the extreme, and I am grateful and humbled that God would allow my life path at 60 to fulfill the fanciful dream of a 10 year old little girl.
I take nothing for granted. There's not one of us who is promised their next breath, let alone tomorrow. All we have is the moment we're in. I've been very convicted about living my life selfishly for a long time. That flame gets turned down, here and now. The 10 year old inside me is literally squealing with delight. The almost 60 year old understands that this is how it was meant to be.
My dreams, for the most part, have changed as I got older. My life course has altered several times. But, by the grace if God, I will be in England for my 60th birthday, and I couldn't be happier to be fulfilling this dream!
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