My children will probably be a bit cranky on the first few days, as their small young bodies adjust to time changes and dietary delectables. (wondering if I should stash a jar of peanut butter in my bag.) But it is just as likely, that upon our return, they will yearn for that perfect croissant, which can only be melted on a tongue as it also tastes the Paris air.I know, as Zac says, we haven't planned enough. We don't know exactly what we'll do each day, nor have we everything we need, waiting in our suitcases. But the dreaming, at least for me, is a wonderful part of the trip. I think I like to imagine that it is ALL possible right now, rather than feeling frantic that we must narrow our choices to the top five or ten "must dos."
Also, I realized the other day, that in 3 months, the trip will be all over. The years of imagining, waiting, counting-down will be over. The memories will be ones etched into our minds, but mostly into our souls, as all of us, from age 42 to age 8 will be forever changed by our experiences as we touched a world far away from our own. The Earth will be a smaller place, once we've returned from our adventure. I am grateful for the experience and humbled by the generosity of Papa and Donna, and enlivened by this opportunity of a lifetime.
