Travel

It seems like in the last 3 months I have spent more hours in the air than I have on terra firma.
First it was the shuttling between Lagos and Benin when my Dad was ill and the period following his death and funeral.
Then I committed to taking a young cousin to college in the US of A, in Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. Unfortunately I had neither the time nor the inclination to explore and find out exactly why it is so called.
Meanwhile, I had, in my usual "plan-way-ahead" manner in mid-July, arranged a trip for October to visit my big Sis in her new home country of Trinidad (Yeah mon! The Islands!!!) spend two weeks in America and a few days in London before returning home. Man proposes, God disposes. It was way more travel time than I had bargained for! And in all of this, my children were left at home with their very capable and up-to-the-task Daddy, with darling Aunty Kareema nearby!
So, now, as I am preparing for the journey back home, I have a firm resolution not to get on any plane - for the next three weeks. I know, how will I survive that?
Seriously though, I do need to see my Mum (yes, yes, I confess, I am something of a Momma's girl) but I am so tired of flying. I know for sure that barring any emergency (HEAVEN FORBID!!!!!) I do not intend to get on any international flight in the near future (okay, okay, I KNOW that the term "near future" is relative!) and Ghana or any West African country does not count - the flights are less than 3 hours!!!
I have missed my children something rotten. I hear you ask why I leave them, then. I wish I had the exact or sensible answer. I believe it is a mixture of selfishness, a desire for them to know that Mummy has a life of her own, opportunites for them to bond with their Daddy and for me to not be a clingy Momma who ties her whole life to her kids (which always seems great when they're young but is so NOT cool when they're older. What happens when they start their own lives and Mummy now has no-one to cling to or to make her feel needed and relevant? That puts such a heavy strain on the children and Mummy has no life to speak of, I believe!!)
So, off to my home I go, my territory to stay within and my domain to ...er..dominate????

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