Friday, December 18, 2009  12:24 PM
Let's get out of this country
Exactly one month since my last post. Oh, I am a sloth.
Tonight I'm leaving for Tokyo and Hawaii, and I'm starting to feel a flutter of my past in the pit of my stomach; the kind that tumbles because an idyllic picture of calm seas, diamond-glinted beaches, lots of walks atop silky bare sand and therapeutic shopping lies ahead. I'm looking forward to quality time spent with my family and Christmas with our Canadian counterparts: what a rare occasion for us all and I'm thankful.
The flutter comes only now because I haven't been able to think much about the prospect of being free to travel again, to be me, to have thoughts not peppered with work and to go back to being a carefree soul. I need this time to be alone, to be with loved ones and to do what I love. And to reflect and let my emotions go. To really think about this life and all I've hidden behind the heavy drapes of work in the last four months. I'm only afraid the bout of wanderlust will not disappear when I get home and there will be the gnawing need for escapism once again.
It's frightening though; coming back spells 2010 and next year is a blank slate. I'll be on the job prowl again starting January, with no idea what will come my way. I have four weddings to attend to next year and bridesmaid duties.I have a father who cannot stop matchmaking me and steering me to law school. My best friend's leaving for South Africa again in July for five months and it'll be painful. I want to go on a mission trip next year with OM, and am prayerfully considering the options. I want to plan something for the children again this Valentine's Day. By the end of next year, I want to be a successful journalist.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
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