After Ethan died, I took a few trips. Short trips for team building. Trips here and there. Weekend trips. Vacations. Road trips. I’ve been to thirteen states including Hawaii. I’ve been all over California.
I have enough to do at home. But really, I think it helps sometimes to see something new. To go somewhere. To have to plan or get to the airport. To pack or unpack. To schedule. To take a picture or two.
I could stay home. I have enough little projects around any one of three houses to keep me busy for a year– and that wouldn’t even include stuff at my mother’s house.