beginnings can be hard. while some things, some people, are old hat, there are others that are entirely new. you find yourself constantly torn between being inside and outside your comfort zone.
and time marches on. the days become longer and the daylight shorter. your children start driving you stark crazy mad. you work on your days off to get it all done. you worry, you cry, you eat too much chocolate. and suddenly, it's october and you are constantly curbing the urge to stand up from behind the desk and walk out and just keep walking.
or maybe that's just me.
adjusting to this new year has been difficult at times. this is the first time i've returned to anything since my junior year of college about four years ago. and perhaps that has been too long because i have totally forgotten what it is like coming back to something.
but i'm learning.
and in the meanwhile, between going crazy and trying to be in the moment, between juggling my own emotional status and that of the teenagers under my care, between doing it all and not having it together...all i could think about was running away.
and about a week and a half ago i got my wish.
it happened exactly as i had hoped. two very good friends. one beautiful day. a tank of gas. and the Michigan peninsula.
we were all at lunch and they looked at me saying, "cancel your afternoon. we are just going to get in the car and drive north until we don't feel like driving anymore..."
and that's what happened.
we drove up the coast. we stopped along the way, took so many pictures, drove along the tunnel of trees up to the mackinac bridge and waved to canada. we skipped and ate fried fish and sat at a local bar eavesdropping on conversations. we sang loudly to 90s boy bands and ended up sitting in the dark watching the stars.
in the end we had to come back to our lives, our co-workers, our students. but we came back with the fall air crisp in our lungs, headaches from laughing so hard we cried, and happy hearts.
sometimes all you need is to run away.
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| Torch Lake, MI |
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| the runaways |
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| the tunnel of trees |
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| picturesque michigan |
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| st. ignace, MI |
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| good night michigan! |
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