Above: My cousins Amy and Kara
Hello SOTGC community,
This post was written two weekends ago as I sat in the Sea-Tac Airport, waiting for my plane to take me home, which was delayed 4 hours due to weather conditions. I was exhausted but surprisingly relaxed and “un-pissed off” at the delay…even though it meant I would get home at 1:00 AM….and had to be up at 5:30 AM for work.
After I called my Mom to let her know how the visit was, how the cousins are doing, and what we did…I sat back for a minute to think about the weekend. I have 18 first cousins just on my Mom’s side of the family. Most of us grew up together (at least we did for the first 5-10 years of our lives) and we occasionally got together for big family reunions. As little kids we had our typical antics. Numerous board/card games, games of “cross if you can,” “hide and go seek,” “kick the can,” you name it and we probably played it. Now, over 20 years later when we get together it’s as if nothing has changed.
We still sit around and rip on each other for various things we are doing, or something dumb that was just said, we laugh, we eat lots of food, and we enjoy being able to get together on the few occasions we can.
Even though I’m exhausted and I have a full day ahead of me tomorrow, I wouldn’t trade this feeling for the world. The majority of my weekend was spent with just two of my cousins (we did “girl’s weekend” which meant we got a hotel room and left the kids with the men). Over the weekend we did crazy GYM workouts together, ate enough food and drank enough wine to need to go on a juice fast for days, did spa treatments and a big group dinner with the other cousins, and I probably got a total of 6 good hours of sleep all weekend. Even though a 15 year age span creates the gap between Amy, myself, and Kara, when we get together it’s like time rewinds itself 20 years. Except now we have more disposable income, we’re more self-aware, and have much more mature outlooks on life.
Sitting here, waiting for 4 hours for my flight to board, one would expect that I would be annoyed and frustrated at the fact that I know I’ll get at most 4 hours of sleep today and face a 10 hour day tomorrow. But the opposite is the case. This weekend reminded me that although there are definite needs for relaxing and mellow weekends where I’m selfish, I shut down the phone, and I JUST DO ME…Just as important are the weekends where I go non-stop and spend as many waking hours and moments as I can with my family.
Right now, I’m sitting across from a mother of two YOUNG children who have been here just as long as I have. Her husband is in the Navy and driving to San Diego as we speak and they will be signing the housing papers together tomorrow morning. Her kids are exhausted but happy, she is tired but you can tell she is excited for the new adventure her family is starting. Both of us are fatigued for different reasons, but I think if you pulled us each aside and asked, we’d tell you that this is a GOOD kind of tired. The kind that shows the progress our lives have made and are continuing to make, and the excitement to be had in the next journey. In life, there will always be flight delays (both literally and figuratively)…but as long as you’re surrounded by loved ones and good memories…you can weather ANY delay.