Lonely on the Road
After 17 years of marriage, this was my first "girls" trip. I was very reluctant to go, because I hated leaving my 11-year-old son RJ and my husband to go for a weekend trip outside of the country. Since I have met Roy, the longest time we have ever been apart is 6 days and nights and the longest time I have ever been away from RJ was the 3 nights I spent in Bimini.
So for me, if I am going to take time away from my husband and son, I want it to be time well spent. Adriana and I have always had a special bond, but the other girls I really don't know so well, even though we've sort of hung out together off and on at social events or been involved in work projects together.
So here we go. Starting with Adriana missing the plane, to the weather raining on our parade, to the confrontations and the uncertainties of when we would be able to leave because of weather conditions, it was a mixed bag of the good, the bad, and the ugly. I learned a lot about people, and I left having a more profound understanding of the saying, "When someone shows you who they are, believe them."
Things to think about this week:
Are we as understanding and compassionate about people as we could be or should be?
Do we get pleasure out of others’ pain, and if so, why is it that misery loves company?
When we get invested in people, is it out of love, joy, and kindness? Is it out of curiosity? Or is it to deepen and strengthen a relationship? And why do we get invested in people anyway? Is it to look for the good? Or look for the bad? And why is it that some people just "push our buttons" enough that it sometimes brings out the worst in us?