Life is one beautiful trip
In 48 hours I'm leaving on a one-month cross country trip – and I am not ready. I'm sitting on the back porch in my nightgown. The car needs an oil change. I have a 5:00 p.m. writing deadline and need to be two hours away in Columbia by 5:30 for an award ceremony. There is $13 in my wallet. I'm not packed. I never practiced camping. Griffin has just announced that we are having a houseguest flying in from Germany in half an hour. No one knows how long she is staying.
The next month is going to be the most intense lesson I have ever received on living in the moment.
And I am in a great mood.
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