A Coffee and Some Prep Friday
In two weeks/14 days/336 hours (more or less), I’m going to be on my way to Amsterdam. With my older sister and her daughter. The husbands are staying at home.
(We will not think about nor worry about the states of homes when we get back. (And we shall repeat it until it becomes true.))
And from Amsterdam we will go to Paris. Then to Rome and some other areas of Italy I cannot recall at present, because I’m going to Holland and Italy and Paris and I’m a bit freaked out, bit nervous, and definitely excited. And then it will be back to Amsterdam to fly home with a brief stop to change planes in Montreal.
I will try not to spend any money beyond the necessary food and coffee for the rest of the year. Oh, and books.
I’m going to miss Jeff more than I can tell you in text on a page or screen.
The fact I’m going still seems a bit surreal. At least I’m not scared about it anymore. Seriously, I was afraid for a stretch. But I get up and go out and do things here on my home turf every day. Plus, I’ve travelled before having gone to Fiji, Mexico, California, and Washington. So I can do this, too, and trust whatever lies ahead on whatever soil I’m on, God has already provided.
Now I’m not naïve. I know crap can happen. It has happened to me in the past. But again: God has already provided. That knowledge, that assurance makes the prep work lighter, the anticipation brighter.
Boy, I’m feeling on the ramble-y/disjointed side of things today. But that’s okay. It’s Friday, after all. I hope yours is a good one.
P.S. In 14 days I'm leaving for Europe!!