From a small coffeehouse called The Library, our adventure planning officially began. Sharing coffee and sandwiches, ideas and fears, we began the task of breaking down our trip so we could start to put it together. The laptops and iPads powered on and the celebratory first ink to paper in Anne’s midori travelers journal, with her favorite color aqua blue. As a matter of fact, I believe a midori may be in Megan’s future too as we discussed the versatility and beautiful leather. I have had mine for about a year now and love the leather and carry it with me everywhere.
The pitter patter of a little two year old girl running around just made me smile and her hair so much like Megan’s was at that age and the cute little dress like Megan would have worn just was a very silent moment of treasured memory for me. She sits across the table from me so grown up now and teaching me all about travel. She is helping me get comfortable with something that is way outside of my comfort zone and all the while this baby girl is running around us and it was one of those moments that you just can’t really put into words. My baby, now teaching me, I always thought that the best feeling in the world was me teaching my babies and them learning and understanding. I have to say I never considered how incredible it would feel to have them teaching me.
We picked the dates and wrote them down, we talked about where and when and timing for the different locations. Then the awful chore of searching airline flights began and to even think about how long this trip will take to make it to our destination is a little hard to grasp let alone picking the right flights. Megan tackled it and found what seems to be a great flight and we saved the information. Next up was where we stay, so many options. We are going to have a little fun searching places in Phuket, Thailand but we have chosen our location for Cambodia and we all feel good about it. The questions started flying, what do we pack, shoes to wear, what is allowed to wear in temples, how long does it take to get to the temples, do we ride bikes or tuk tuk rides? So many questions and the excitement started to build through the fear. It is without a doubt going to be the trip of a lifetime and talking about stepping outside of my comfort zone. This is leaping completely outside of my comfort zone and I am so thankful I have a dear friend willing to take this leap with me and knowing how she loves my daughter and me just makes it very special.
I have to have a talk with Megan and let her know yet again, I wish she wouldn’t take her trip and stay home and be safe and not go so far by herself. I would feel so happy to be able to take her on the trip of a lifetime together someplace where she goes with me and comes home with me and it would still be amazing. She is my life, my heart, my baby girl and I am filled with fear of her safety. How does a parent let go and let their babies live their life and still feel like they are doing the right thing as a parent. I am excited to spend time with her on her journey but man I wish the rest of it wasn’t going to be spent alone so far from home. I keep telling myself, she is God’s child and he will take care of her, she has so much good to offer this world but seriously this is probably the most difficult thing to do in life, let go of your sweet baby’s hand and let them take their steps on their path. I am filled with pride at her independence and courage yet want that protective mommy bubble around my baby. I will continue to hope she has a change of heart and decides to stay home or at least not go so far and if she still decides to begin her journey I will have faith that she is in God’s protective hands and picture her surrounded by her guardian angels helping to keep her safe from harm. As for our piece of the journey together, stepping into my discomfort to be able to see her and share what she loves is worth the leap because she fills my heart with love and happiness anytime and every time.