In a bit of a fog

Jordan Pond. Bar Harbor, ME.

Nothing in life means anything without love. I am realizing on this trip that my heart lives because of Love. I love this beautiful land, I love the places we are seeing, the music that we are listening to, the experiences that I am having, but I know, that in the end, what matters to me is the people.

What sinks deep into my soul is meeting my cousin's children, laughing with the friend that is traveling with me, celebrating good news with my family, and working through the harder new things that we are learning, being on the same time zone with the people that I love and working out what's happening 6 hours later with the rest. I am loving meeting new people, and the deep ache that I feel reconnecting with my friends and knowing the cost of the distance.

I feel like I have lost my breath. It wasn't like this in November when I was in Texas. There is something about this trip and I can't quite work it out. Something deep in my heart has been stirred. It's a lump in my throat. It's welling water in my eyes. I feel foggy. I don't know what's going on in there.

So like this little boat on Jordan Pond, I sit in the midst of beauty, soaking it all in, knowing that in time, the fog will lift.