Fit4Miracles

Many of you travel a lot, I know.  You fly on airplanes, rent cars, go to new places, and it doesn’t bother you.  No big deal.  Well, I wish it were the same for me (this funeral director’s daughter has lots of crazy fears).  My husband travels a few times a year to conferences and meetings, and many times he asks me to go with him.  It’s usually the same response:

“I don’t want to leave the kids.”

“Who would take care of the kids?”

“There is so much to do here.”

“I don’t want to just sit in the hotel while you go to meetings.”

“It’d just be easier to stay here.”

While all of these are legitimate comments, I know (and so does my husband) that it means “I don’t want to fly.”

A couple of months ago the question came up again; Dan was going to a meeting in San Diego and wanted me to come along.  My initial response was all of the above.  Then I started thinking about it.  I remembered all the things I had been writing about in the blog and the words that had come to my head at the beginning of the year:  Confidence, Courage, and Change.  Oh, how several months can make those fade away!  Now I felt Convicted!  Would I ever really change if I didn’t face the things I was afraid of?

So I decided to go and secretly arranged for my parents to stay with our 5 kiddos.  On our anniversary, I surprised Dan with the news.  He was pretty shocked (and happy!).  I don’t think he thought I would follow through, and honestly, I tried to back out at the last minute.  Thankfully, fear didn’t win out, and I ended up going.

We had a great time without any glitches.  The flights were crowded and long, but fine.  Each one got easier and easier.  Maybe I’m not going to be so scared next time.  Maybe it will be Dan’s turn to surprise me.  Maybe an anniversary trip to Paris?  I think I could dream up enough Courage for that. ; )