And we're off!

During the stress and frenzy of preparing to leave home for almost a year, I kept thinking that as soon as I am on that plane, I will take a deep breath, decompress, and release my anxieties--what else are you going to do at 36,000 feet? Well, somehow I forgot to picture my children in the scenario. That seems highly unlikely, but I did neglect to consider that they would require some interaction from me.

Sometimes they want to truly engage with me, and other times they simply want to poke me (figuratively, although it sure feels like I could bleed!). Happily for me, one wished to engage and another wanted to poke. The third--angelically reading a book and off in her own blissful state.Funnily, their dad was a row back with an aisle seat--I wonder how that happened?

At the risk of sounding a complainer, I am sharing this to publicly state that I needed this moment. One of the girls and I were earnestly discussing the flight information available on the screen in front of her--current altitude, time at destination, km/mi to destination, and outside temperature. She noted that the outside temp was currently -56 degrees F. A short time later she exclaims that the temp is rising (now -48 degrees F)! My poker leans over and says to me, "Girlfriend, 's gettin toasty!"

For some reason, the three of us thought this was hilarious and giggled away. There goes some stress! Sounds like we're moving in the right direction. I was humbled in my realization that my lovely little ladies could actually play a part in my de-stressing. I just love them to pieces!