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Friday, April 8, 2016
If you could pack up and leave on vacation today, where would you be off to?
I close the computer screen and lean back on the chair. Digesting my discovery has made me excited. I feel like I need to run. Scream. Go somewhere. Do something. But what?
The vacation package I just found would be nice. If I could pack up and escape today...would I go?
My left hand finds my enlarged belly of it's own accord. Oh yeah, that's right, there's that. And that limits my options. I mean, would I even be able to fit into any clothes right for the weather? Or would I be able to wear a swimsuit? Would I want to? Would it ruin the fun of the vacation if I couldn't?
My soul years to be free. Go somewhere warm. Sunny. Where I can relax. Enjoy alone time. But also be surrounded by people. Where is that magical place where I can forget about all my worries? And how can I get there? Is it safe to fly with only a few weeks left in pregnancy? Would my husband be up for going with me? Would my son? Would I? Is this all just a "grass is greener somewhere else" thing? Or do I really need to get away before I'm tied down to this house for the next year?
I open the computer screen. Glance at the flight prices and make a decision. If I am sacrificing everything in my life to raise another child, then being a little selfish right now, and taking my family on vacation is worth it. We deserve that. I deserve that.
I click on the vacation details and start going through the selection process. When I'm done, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. We leave tomorrow. At noon. What will I tell my hubby? Will he be excited? Or upset? Will he be okay with taking am unexpected week off work? Sure hope this all works out. Too late to change my mind now.
The hours before Ted gets home turn from hours into snails. I wish I could speed up the time.
When he finally steps through the door, I throw my arms around him and welcome him home. He's instantly suspicious. His face wrinkled in concern.
I guide him over to the computer without a word and show him what I've done.
We're going to visit some of our favorite friends in Hawaii!
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