Two days after when we were due to leave Edinburgh to start our epic 2-months journey around Europe, I am still sitting at home, and I will be for quite a while. Long story short, the big trip is cancelled. In my mother’s view (and do agree with her), I am not well enough to be travelling for 2 months (don’t worry, I won’t bore you with the ins and outs of my medical conditions) .
So what do you do when you find yourself sitting in the pouring Scottish rain instead of the golden sun of Paris? Do you cry? Do you sulk? Do you get angry? Well actually, I am kind of liking it. Having gone through a huge stumbling block, I find myself to have landed firmly on both feet.
On one side, I have my mum who is cooking amazing food every meal for us. We are spending our days visiting galleries and slowly discovering the wonderful city that is Edinburgh. We sit and chat about the past, pick yarn together for my next project, and laugh about the amazing lines my gran used to spurt out (every gran is a professor in classic line delivery). On the other side, I still get to be with James rather than pining for him from the other side of the channels.
I have returned to my volunteer job that I love and I love even more now because I have taken on another role, which is incredibly satisfying as you can really feel that you are making an actual difference to individual people. I have also booked myself on some short courses over the summer (mainly art related), and bought masses of comedy tickets for the Edinburgh festival. I am also hatching plans to take my mum to at least couple places that we had planned for short trips.
In conclusion, I am starting to understand that sometimes, you don’t have to go on an epic journey to find happiness. Sometimes, it comes knocking on your doorstep. I still want to go on a big epic trip, but right now, having my mum and James with me at home is the happiest turn out that I didn’t imagine.