I love visiting our children. Living so far away from them, I don’t get to see them often enough, especially since airline tickets are so expensive. Planning the visit, the days or weeks of anticipation of the trip, pulling out the suitcase and packing, are all part of the excitement of the visit. And then the trip comes, we savor each sweet moment with our children, the sometimes intense conversations because they are so few, and before we know it, we are on our way home again. After those visits, there is always a let-down. We study the calendar, trying to find dates that might work for another visit, looking at our finances to see how we might afford another trip to see them again without having to wait so long.
It’s those after moments I need to learn to deal with better. Life needs to be lived in the moment, not the anticipation. Those after moments need to be savored, too.