A dear son’s birthday, Valentines Day….and in just a few days…my own birthday. A very special one, for I will turn 50 on Wednesday. Back in January, when my deario asked me how I wanted to honor such a milestone, sharing a few of his own lovely ideas, it came to me in a flash that I wanted only to get to England again. From that moment, nothing else tempted, and we decided that we would accomplish it-tho’ we haven’t come into inheritances or won the lottery since the last time we hoped to manage it-I just knew it would be possible this time, this year.
And so it seems to be.
We have a friend that we will stay with, we found affordable plane tickets after much research, we have arranged for my brothers to take care of my mom, we found a window of time between college and summer jobs and gigs so that we will be together in the land I love and haven’t set foot upon in twenty-five years.
It is a very powerful thing, this turning 50 years old. It has been bringing clearness and focus to me, as it approaches, in little ways and big. I will have more to share about that in the days to come.
Oh no, but it can make you brave!
And as I am finished “wrapping up” the last of our Winter days, here is a photo that matches today, on the cusp of Spring.