How Far We’ve Come

We stared in awe as she approached us. We rested on our knees and our eyes became intimately familiar with the concrete beneath us. As she continued past us, we sat in silence until I finally rose to my feet. We continued in silence for quite some time as we began to consider the depth of the experience.

It’s a box labeled “world travel” but I know that it’s more than that. It’s a collection of everything that has made me who I am.

There aren’t enough photos to communicate these experiences and it’s not something that I can explain to you over a cup of coffee. I’m afraid it would take a lifetime to scratch the surface of what happened to all of us four years ago.

It’s become a part of me and I often take advantage of it. On the other hand, the joy of reminiscing over it all when I do remember might just make up for that. More often than not, it’s looking over clouds at 40,000 feet and remembering what it was like to look over the ocean and wondering what was in store at our next stop.

It makes you question everything about yourself and it removes you from the selfishness that we all seem to have instilled in us since birth. If there’s one thing I wish I would always remember, it would be that sensation of selflessness that we all experienced.

I’m beginning to wonder what it will be like to see everyone this holiday season. I’m certainly not the same person that everyone is expecting to reconnect with. I wonder how many of my expectations will be just as misplaced. I suppose that’s part of the excitement though, isn’t it?

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