I can remember thinking how much fun it would be to travel all the time. How exciting it would be to fly here for business or fly there for business. How thrilling it would be to travel the country as a speaker or consultant.
I’m usually gone a couple of times a year (away from my family) and I look forward to the trip (or the event) but I hate being away. It’s not the big stuff that I miss. It’s the small things.
I miss taking Reese to school, that chat we have along the way as we drive. I miss picking Madison up from school, that chat we have along the way as we drive. I miss having lunch with Beth, calling her every other hour to talk about stupid things. The things I usually call about are stupid.
The thing is I’ve only been gone a day and I’m already wishing I was not here. The conference is great, the music is great and the food is great. But I’m missing the backyard soccer game and the smiles and the faces.
They say having kids changes everything. I’m sure glad that it does.
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October 6th, 2005 at 6:46 pm
I know the feeling of missing home, but next week you’ll be missing me!
October 7th, 2005 at 4:55 am
You earned some points with that blog, Randy.
Wife leaves us for two weeks starting on Monday. She’s happy to get away, though I know that secretly she’ll miss me.
Enjoy Greg… tzchzyc