As I’m about to venture off on a family trip to the Bahamas to celebrate my Mom’s Golden Birthday, I can’t shake the feeling that this is the trip that matters most. I’m so proud of her age, but even now she gets mad if I say how old she is, so let’s just say it’s really golden 🙂
Being an ecstatic traveler who’s often worlds away (even when I’m in the country), I know that there is an invisible, inescapable family tether that is tied to every action I take. Usually, I’m not thinking about those original knots that launched me into life, but they’re having their way all the same.
When I reflect on the love I feel, the love I’ve received, the love I’ve given, as well as the love I missed or withheld, my heart beats with the feeling I could have done more.
Sure it’ll be a turbulent cruise. Our worldly views and personal priorities differ vastly, and my family hasn’t been together this way for a long time.
As with many families, there’ll be rolling waves of affection mixed with cresting swirls of old disappointments that can’t help but rise to the surface.
I guess it’s time to put all this spiritual stuff to the test. Perhaps I can untie another knot in the way I know love. Perhaps I can look through a dusty mirror, wipe away the dirt and see again what’s real. If, as several friends have spoken in their last breathes lately, that ‘love is all there is,’ how can I stream love through all the cracks, crevices and broken places of my being to reflect more love?
I make this voyage with the ever present desire to love more. I know full well that every love dent I’ve got will be pressed, prodded and poked.
Now that’s a challenge I’m game for and I am grateful I have a family I can love more deeply. Please wish me well.
p.s. Love you Mom. Happy Golden Birthday. They all only come by once, but this one is so special.
In beauty, Amara Charles