I can’t count the number of times we have said “it’s really happening” (meaning, we were really going to be taking this trip) in the past year. Let’s see…
- When we decided in September that we were actually going to put a plan into action
- When I told my boss in November that I would not return in the fall
- When I told my office at a staff meeting at the end of February that my last day was August 29
- When we had a signed rental agreement in April
- When we purchased our plane tickets in June
- When John told his office in July he would be leaving in a month and a half
- When we booked our first week in Fiji in July
- When we packed up the house mid-August
- When I said goodbye to George Fox on Friday
- When my parents flew in Sunday
- When John called two hours ago to say he was officially done with work and on his way to Manzanita
My guess is that we will continue to use this exclamation. How long it will take to sink in that, yes, it IS really happening, I’m not sure. I just want to make certain, as much as is in my control, that each day I am thankful for whatever it is we get to do and wherever it is we get to be that day.
