Sam decided late morning, the Friday before Father’s Day, that he could get off early and meet me at the plane at 1:00. My job was to quit buying groceries and go home and pack.
I wore one pair sandals and packed one. I wore my wedding band and took no other jewelry. Packed minimal toiletries, no mascara, and used a glow stick from my purse for color. Everything we needed until early Monday morning, including two down pillows, was in one small bag.
I loved the freedom … but it wasn’t about being swept off to Key West or traveling light. I finally revel in who I am without the stuff. I want to look at, listen to, play with, travel with authentic me.
And I want to choose what to do, eat, read, without any preconceived notions.
Naked is as good as we get! Let’s cut the ties that bind us.
Love and smiles,