Home sweet home. What a feeling to be back in my own bed
with my little girl snuggled in on one side and my husband on the other. Those
are the moments I treasure more than anything when I get back from travelling.
The comfort of home.
I was truly grateful when the flight landed yesterday
because it started off with a loud bang and strange rocking. Those who were
talking went quiet. Those of us who had escaped into our own worlds tried to maintain
our calm composure. But I know my mind was racing trying to process and reject
what had happened. Snatching me out of my inner world. It sounded and felt like
something had dropped off the airplane. In that moment when time felt like it was
suspended I said a silent prayer.
And then the steward announced we had hit the wake of an airplane
some ten miles away. He laughed a bit and then proceeded to tell us that’s why
it’s important to keep our seat belts on because you never know when we could
hit unexpected turbulence.
The woman sitting next to me and I both relieved for some explanation,
looked at each other then I said, “I have never experienced anything like that
before.” And she agreed.
Then we went back to our separate worlds. Me thinking and
praying that I got home safely. Telling the Universe I still had children to
raise, a husband to love, a home to go to and a life I was not finished living.
After then I surrendered what was to be to the Universe and went back to
reading my book.
When the flight touched down on the ground without another incident,
I was so grateful. I turned to the woman sitting next to me and said, “Welcome
home.”
She said I was great to be home and how good it was that the
flight turned out to be so smooth after the strange incident.
My response was, “Yes it is. But it really shows how quickly
life can change in an instant.”
My husband was on the outside waiting to pick me up and as
we drove I drank in the beautiful colours unique to my Island home. The bright
sunshine. Contrasting against the turquoise and blues of the ocean. The clear
skies. The vibrant colours of the flowers and leaves – like colours of the
rainbow. No grotty city streets. No tall buildings. Just the simplicity and
abundance of nature all around me. I inhaled the fresh air and held it before
exhaling the gratitude I felt. Sending it out into the Universe.
Then later that evening, as my son was walking away he turned
to me and said, “I really did miss you mommy.” What more could I ask for as a
warmth spread through me. The love of the Universe flowing through me letting
me know all was well.
I woke up this morning to the sound of my little chick of
the village bird chirping away merrily. As if he was welcoming me back home
too. Gratitude spreading through my body as I thanked the Universe for letting
me have another day to experience the wonders of life. Gratitude for the abundance
in my life. Gratitude for my family. Gratitude for simply waking up this
morning safely in my own bed. In my own home. Ready to take on another day of
this journey called life.
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