Feeling my feelings
Wednesday, July 15, 2020
I am sad.
I can not deny all of these feelings.
I could not even fall asleep that first night.
Mostly I am heartbroken for Patrick and his family as we have built this trip up to the hilt for months...not sure how Pat and Jean will break the news to their three wee ones.
I think they’re going to tell them we will try again next year...hoping we will all be still here.
First thing my dear man and I did was look for another island to visit, but flights are few and far between (especially using our miles) and most have restrictions about Covid testing right before arriving, which may be a problem.
Plus we could do all the planning and then THAT island could shut us out.
The more we thought about it...do we really want to fly now?
Our flights were through NC or Miami.
I guess not.
We need to find an alternative superfantabulous way to celebrate the family.
Maybe rent a beach house with a pool within a few hours of here.
I’m spending my energies exploring that.
You know me, ever the optimist...one way I get through horrible times is to think of all the people who have it much worse...with elders in nursing homes they can’t visit, with dead loved ones they can’t hold proper funerals for...the families who have lost multiple family members or jobs or houses...the hungry and the homeless...the list is endless.
So what...I can’t go on a vacation.
I’m dealing with it.