Dara muses about our recent trip...
What we came to realize was that this trip was truly about people. The time that we were able to share with people in their everyday lives was the most meaningful. That sounds cliché to say, but that we truly where we found our joy. Yes, we enjoyed seeing some sights later on, but it was the time becoming more rich in our relationships that will stand out. All these people shared a part of our lives in the past, and this visit will build our memories for the future. Maybe the realization for me should be a reminder that experiences are to be shared. I was able to share some unique sights with my children, and that made my return trips to D.C. and Boston memorable, more so than just the location. And in NYC, just watching the diversity of people and wondering about their personal histories made the trip fun, although I would have liked more interaction with others.
Some highlights: grocery shopping with the Kelly’s and their three babies, seeing my kids play with my friends’ kids and believing these relationships will exist for a long time, sitting around in people’s kitchens and hearing about what is going on in their lives, receiving prayers for our ministry and travel safety, taking pictures with Flat Stanley, enjoying some amazing weather with outdoor adventures like kayaking, playing at the beach, high-pointing, exploring in the woods, etc.
Some things I learned: that everybody came from somewhere else at some point; that NYC really is the city that never sleeps; that much of the country is interchangeable for good or bad; that I want to return to New England with my mom and explore some little villages; that history happens in ordinary people’s backyards; that God draws people to himself, even if the place to which they are drawn isn’t like the place where I was drawn; that freedom really does have a price; that every conflict in history has two sides; that people may have a wide variety of incomes, we are all basically the same; that people are nice if you expect them to be; that if we are ever blessed to be able to take an extended trip abroad, we need a home base to return to where we can relax between excursions; that I can trust my children enough to travel with them and God enough to bring me home.