I love to travel, even if it is a simple road trip up the coast. I love to explore, even if it is just the city I live in. I love going on adventures, even to simple make-believe places like Disneyland.
And, I miss all of it. I miss how simple it was to go downtown for happy hour. I miss how easy it was to plan a road trip up the coast. I miss how easily we would go to new places and meet new people and have new experiences.
I have been cautious about dreaming lately. I am afraid of looking forward and planning adventures. When will we be able to safely and ethically move about the world again?
We have remodeled the family room and added a bar. I was searching through old polaroids to post up on a corkboard and started to remember. I remembered all the adventures. All the fun times together as a family. And while the one thing that is consistent in all those happy memories is that we were together, I remembered how much fun we had out and about on adventures.
Looking back helped me feel all the excitement and happiness of our past adventures. And in feeling all that- my heart was ready to dream again.