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Lisa the jet setter.

Gppd morning from cloudy Maine. Several weeks ago I carved out some time to work through my passport renewal. It arrived in the mail a few days ago and imagine my joy of knowing I can travel almost anywhere again. In my mind, this is the trip I’ve laid out: First a stop in Houston to visit Mimi, then to Eugene to visit Corlies, and finally to Anchorage to visit Maggie, then the long flight home to Portland and my last stop, Soft Landing. I don’t have to spend days and days with these loved ones, just enough time for a cup of tea and a good chinwag. Of course, that’s all in my mind. With Covid still carrying on and my own responsibilities, I’ve no ability to dash off. But with my passport, it’s possible. And that’s where the joy is. On a different trip, I’d travel to France and Scotland with Serena and to Italy with Tim. Oooh la laaa, Lisa the jet setter.

I’ve been reading about hope lately. Jane Goodall speaks of it as a human trait. Jesus speaks of it as a path to God. I think about my own hope; despite a challenging life, I’ve never been able to fully extinguish it–oh I thought I did several times, but up it came again like a persistent dandelion. For me, life would be less painful if all hope was gone but much bleaker as well. Sometimes I speak the words and language of hope to others but don’t feel it underneath–there’s no base note. To my ears it sounds like “blah blah blah.” Am I doing anyone any good?

Perhaps that’s an answer only my loved ones can provide. Still, as a path to God, as a human trait, you can’t beat it. Hope is a one true good thing. It’s worth carrying in our human bag of tricks for survival. For this once, I’m glad I’m part dandelion.

Check back next week for another segment of Finding Home.

Lisa

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  1. Corlies Delf on said:

    Someday, someday that trip will happen, and we’ll be So Glad to have you here for a cup of tea and a good chinwag, and more. I remember at least once telling a friend, “You have strengths you don’t even know about,” and thinking, “I sure hope that’s true.” We’ll, my friend turned out to be much stronger than I dreamed. She affirmed my hope!

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