hi·a·tus [hahy-ey-tuhs] noun, plural hi·a·tus·es, hi·a·tus: a break or interruption in the continuity of a work, series, action, etc. Dictionary.com
va·ca·tion [vey-key-shuhn, vuh-] noun: a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually used for rest, recreation, or travel; recess or holiday.
Gone for a week on vacation with son and grandson in tow, for the first time in a long time, the computer stayed off (well, all but once and should have stayed off then) . . . links in the ether were suspended . . . fingers did no key tapping . . . FB was not checked . . . blog was not posted . . . and all in all, it was good and very good.
I was having a vacation of hiatuses. And boy, did I need them.
Learnings from this vacation, this series of breaking interruptions in my life continuity while in Chicago I share . . .
1. Even when you catch a cold, vacation is good.
2. Sons and grandsons are great travel buddies.
3. Always have a note pad handy to write down those unforgettables . . . like Rowen proclaiming that friend Anita was indeed the best resource for information, because, you see, “she’s an artist and artists know everything!”
4. Skipping is the best way of travel by foot – you get there quicker and it’s way more fun along the way. So skipping was Rowen that his new nickname on this trip (dubbed by his father) was Skippy Longstocking.
5. Conversation in the hot late hours of the night with friends new and old around the kitchen table bring wisdom as well as mirth, ponderings and silliness in no particular order – and they are all their own blessing to be carried back into ordinary time.
6. A good humility check – everyone does fine without you while you’re gone. Doesn’t mean you’re not missed, just that you’re not the center of anyone’s universe – which is how it should be, eh?
7. The best use of things is not always their intended use. Sometimes a portable lap desk makes a better back cushion than it ever did a desk.
8. Schedules are put into the ridiculous light they deserve as a boy child goes willingly into sleep each night when his eyes can no longer sustain their open-lid status, the day having finally, at the last, overcome him. Why do we not always simply go to sleep when we are tired?
9. Friends are treasures.
10. Birds are not benign. Threatened, like all other of God’s critters, they will fight back – even on a mini-golf course, even when you mean them no harm.
Home again, tired, still fighting the cold, happy and warm, wrapped in love and good memories.
va·ca·tion [vey-key-shuhn, vuh-] noun: a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually used for rest, recreation, or travel; recess or holiday.
Gone for a week on vacation with son and grandson in tow, for the first time in a long time, the computer stayed off (well, all but once and should have stayed off then) . . . links in the ether were suspended . . . fingers did no key tapping . . . FB was not checked . . . blog was not posted . . . and all in all, it was good and very good.
I was having a vacation of hiatuses. And boy, did I need them.
Learnings from this vacation, this series of breaking interruptions in my life continuity while in Chicago I share . . .
1. Even when you catch a cold, vacation is good.
2. Sons and grandsons are great travel buddies.
3. Always have a note pad handy to write down those unforgettables . . . like Rowen proclaiming that friend Anita was indeed the best resource for information, because, you see, “she’s an artist and artists know everything!”
4. Skipping is the best way of travel by foot – you get there quicker and it’s way more fun along the way. So skipping was Rowen that his new nickname on this trip (dubbed by his father) was Skippy Longstocking.
5. Conversation in the hot late hours of the night with friends new and old around the kitchen table bring wisdom as well as mirth, ponderings and silliness in no particular order – and they are all their own blessing to be carried back into ordinary time.
6. A good humility check – everyone does fine without you while you’re gone. Doesn’t mean you’re not missed, just that you’re not the center of anyone’s universe – which is how it should be, eh?
7. The best use of things is not always their intended use. Sometimes a portable lap desk makes a better back cushion than it ever did a desk.
8. Schedules are put into the ridiculous light they deserve as a boy child goes willingly into sleep each night when his eyes can no longer sustain their open-lid status, the day having finally, at the last, overcome him. Why do we not always simply go to sleep when we are tired?
9. Friends are treasures.
10. Birds are not benign. Threatened, like all other of God’s critters, they will fight back – even on a mini-golf course, even when you mean them no harm.
Home again, tired, still fighting the cold, happy and warm, wrapped in love and good memories.
I have awaited this moment. I am glad you had a break and vacation- and I am you had fun. Sorry about cold-- that sucks- I got a small one on my beach vacation-I guess when we stop- our bodies catch up with us. Glad you are home- yes I missed you and no you are the not the center of my world- but you knew that already!
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back atcha!
DeleteGlad to hear the big, big city was quite full of small boy sized delights.
ReplyDeleteAnd Beth-sized ones as well. Welcome home.