I’m going to be traveling in a few weeks to see my daughter and her family. As usual, I’m having the pre-travel freak-out. I don’t like being away from home. Heck, I don’t like traveling…period! Oh, I love the idea of going to exotic places or traveling overseas. I just don’t like the actual act of getting on a perfectly good plane and flying through the air. Or riding in the car for 8 hours to get to our destination. (Remind me again why would anyone do that)? I do love the idea of seeing family and friends, no matter where they live. But like I said, it’s the act of getting there that is difficult for me.
I’m not sure where this comes from, but it’s the same process each time I get ready to travel. It’s hard on me to be away. This time hubby is coming along, so I won’t have to do all the driving. He will help. I guess I’ll start meditating…it always helps!
Do you ever have a pre-travel freak-out? I’d like to hear from you!
Thank you, Bing, for the cute little image!