I’m back from my travels and probably no more than 30 pounds heavier than when I left last Friday.
No worries, though, because I’m pretty sure 28 pounds of it is excess water. The combination of out-of-the-ordinary meals/celebrations and long distances between rest stops have my “processing” out of whack, if you know what I mean. I’m chugging water, so I expect the worst of the damage to be gone by the weekend.
As usual, I had lots of pondering time in this 2,000 mile road trip, mostly thoughts of gratitude:
Gratitude for good friends – There’s nothing like a reunion weekend with good friends to restore my energy and my soul. We pick up where we left off in our last visit, we laugh, we cry, we eat too much and enjoy it. These people are my heart.
Gratitude for Maryland – The purpose of this trip was to witness and celebrate the marriage of two friends who have been partners in life for 30 (or 31–they’re not really sure) years. The fine voters of Maryland decided in favor of marriage equality, so my friends were able to exchange vows in front of a gathering of friends and family and become legally married. (I emphasize legally because these two have long been the most married people I know.)
I tell you, this was one of the most emotional and profound weddings I’ve ever attended. Every word was layered with meaning and depth and the celebration after…well, imagine you and your spouse (or people you know and love) had had to wait 30 (or 31) years to get married. There was jubilance and joyfulness in every single minute. I still get the shivery smiles when I remember it, which makes me especially grateful to have been invited to share the day with them.
And of course I’m grateful that where there is a wedding, there is cake! So grateful that I had two slices! (What was I supposed to do? Each layer had a different flavor, and I couldn’t ignore the chocolate-raspberry cake after I’d had the lemon almond, could I? [Answer=No] I did keep one point of my virtue crown by not having one of the cupcakes they also had on the table. So give me credit for that, at least.)
Gratitude for safe travels, a dip in gas prices, and an abundance of hotel reward points that allowed me to make the trip. I’ll be eating lots of oatmeal and lentils throughout May, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Especially considering those two slices of cake and other splurges too numerous to mention.
Gratitude for the opportunity to meet my buddy, Sharon, for a coffee/tea break on the way home! Sharon and I have become quite proficient at dispensing with the formalities and getting down to chatting. We rarely have the luxury of open-ended visits, so we make the most of what we’ve got. And I love every minute of it!
Gratitude for small things like hotel windows that open to let in fresh air, podcasts that kept me entertained during the miles when NPR bored even me, simple kindnesses of people I met along the way–with a heart open to gratitude and joy, there were simple things happening every hour that filled my heart with wonder and joy.
And finally, gratitude that my house was still standing when I got home. And that I really DID remember to turn off the oven before I left.
Unfortunately, no one did my yard work or any of my other chores while I was gone, so I’d better get to it. I’ll share more about my post-vacation rebound plan later in the week.
My soon-to-be-extinct Google reader is overflowing, so I might have to pull out the old Mark All As Read card from the Blogopoly game. In case I can’t catch it up, please let me know if anything big happened in YOUR world in my absence. (And y’all know I subscribe to the idea that even small things are reasons for celebration! Just not necessarily with cake. :))