So I was thinking the other day about how my Grandpa, years ago after a trip to Europe, told me that I should travel while I was still young enough to enjoy it. And I was thinking that it looks as if I will never travel, because I will never be able to afford it. And because I will, for the indefinite future, have little kids who need me to take care of them.
Now, mind you, not travelling isn't necessarily a tragedy. I was never one of those people who planned trip after trip to take some day. I have enough "outside my comfort zone" experiences just doing all the things that God pushes me to do here at home.
But then, within a few days of thinking this, I find out that two different gals I know are both taking major trips - one to Europe and one to the Holy Land. And I'm reacting emotionally and wondering if it's all some sort of sign from God that he will be putting a trip in my future, or what? It's not something I usually think about much, and here it just seems to keep coming up. But I don't know.
(It may also be slightly ironic given the issues I am having with the van, that make it hard for me to even get across town to see my friends.)