Travel Thoughts Before the Journey

As I prepare for a trip to Phoenix tomorrow, my huge 16 pound black cat, Inky, moans at the door to get outside in the darkness, while the phone rings and we talk of a major sickness with Janet's first cousin in a hospital nearby.

All in all, there are times when life registers more complaints than visions of goodness: the illness grows worse, a good friend becomes angry and treats you as a major enemy, turning others against you, and the subsiding of the tide drowns ones internal hope. And another is mistreated routinely as if they are worthless and an immediate sickness occurs in us as we feel their hurt.

To defy the odds we hide, turn the pages of our lives, cry out to God, dream fitfully, plot ways out, then toss endlessly during the night.

Sometimes travel helps, scenes change, food lingers in our mouths, snow turns to desert sun, the air lightens, one hears a friendly voice in the distance. Hopefully, it is a beginning!!!