There's a first time for everything, isn't there...

It's amazing how quickly things can get back to how they used to be in the blink if an eye! This time yesterday I was on an airplane flying halfway around the world and today I am washing clothes, checking the mail, outside playing with the grand dogs, and thinking about what to do for supper. There's a lot to be said for touching base for a while and thinking about where we've been the last few weeks... I do know I won't ever question whether or not it's necessary to explain how to use a seatbelt in an airplane ever again...apparently it isn't a "no brainer" after all. I had the pleasure of sitting next to a fascinating young lady from Nepal on the first leg of my trip. Beautifully dressed and scared to death, she was leaving her country for the first time ever to go be with her husband at the ripe old age of 28. She was very tired and very hesitant to talk. She did share with me that she thought her luggage had been taken never to be seen again and I somehow managed to make her day when I finally got it across to her that it would meet her there when she reached her final destination which was Lisbon. And yes, she was the one who could not figure out how to unlatch the seatbelt. She has been on my mind all day and I hope her reunion with her husband was a magic moment for her in the midst of all that anxiety. I should have told her that I admired her for her courage and the next time I get nervous about doing something on my own, I will think of her... I'm thinking meatloaf and mashed potatoes for dinner... Until next time...