From Korea with LovePosted: June 13, 2011
Sometimes stepping away is ok.
Sometimes when you step away, you go through a profound change.
But, sometimes you don’t even notice it.
Sometimes others do.
Late last year, I went to Seoul for eight days to visit my brother. This was only the second time I had been away from my husband and kids for more than three or four days. Just to make it a little more interesting, I left on the exact day that North Korea decided to shell a small island in South Korea and everyone was on high alert. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
While there, I had a lot of time to spend alone. I wandered the city and got lost “into” (as opposed to in) it. My Korean is…well, it just isn’t, but I managed. Actually, being isolated is one of things I enjoy most about traveling.
If you know me at all, you know that what I enjoy most in life is exploring. Other cultures, other places, other foods. Just put “other” in front of it and I will like it. I am borderline obsessive about “other.” But, this is something you can’t do a lot of when you have young kids. So…
I just explored, on my own.
I ate this.
I didn’t eat this.
I love fish markets. I found this one and spent hours just watching the goings and comings.
I drank a lot of this.
For eight days, I explored and didn’t talk to my family once. Not once. For someone like me, that’s a long time. I missed them, but I learned that I like to be with myself and by myself.
I sent this picture to my husband and kids while I was there.
When he saw it, my 7YO son said to my husband, “Daddy, Mommy looks different.” I was different. He saw something, something that I couldn’t see, but that I felt. This “something” is what I want to share with them throughout my entire lifetime. Relentlessly.
Sometimes you can lose yourself in the process of caring for others. Get lost in the day-to-day and forget the things that inspire you. Sometimes when you step away, you find them again. And when you find them, you can share them joyfully.