Dec. 15, 2009
These are our last few hours here in Costa Rica and the last 24 have been melancholy for me. Jaxon is thrilled to be returning to the Land of Excess and Consumption, but I am not ready. I feel free for the first time in years. Not as free as the 20-somethings I watched with longing as they celebrated finishing their yoga training with a surf trip to Montezuma. Now that is real freedom. That was me, once upon a time. I was overcome by the sensation of time literally flying by as I watched the Costa Rican landscape pass me by out the bus window, and I listened to the girls planning their adventure.
Jaxon had fallen asleep with his hand slightly gripping my arm. He reflexively squeezed and released my arm and I was reminded of how he used to do that to my finger as he was sleeping as an infant. The tears came pouring forth as they are about to again as I write this. Nine years since my baby was born and here we are on our first adventure together. Gosh, he is so big now and his upper body barely fits in my lap.
Tears poured hot down my face as I gazed at the beauty of the mountains, the azure sky and the puffy clouds, the cows on the hill, the boldly painted Tico homes – pink and teal. I thought of my Uncle who just passed away days before our trip and my Dad who died when he was almost the age I am now. I was so sad that they could not share this view or any others with me - grossly aware of how sometimes we do not have as much time as we think we do.
In 2010, I approach my 40th year and as the landscape blew by me, it reinforced my feeling of how my life is passing me by. How, if I am lucky, I am probably at the halfway point. Given my family history, that may not be the case, but I am a positive person and (mostly) healthy. I hope to live a long life so I can take Jaxon’s kids zip lining with me in Costa Rica and elsewhere to experience the world.
Well, Jaxon is nagging me about his stomach growling, so I must end my Costa Rican journal to take him to breakfast…our last breakfast in Costa Rica. One thing I will not miss is rice and beans, but I have developed a new fondness for fried plantains.
Today, give your kids a big hug. Call your mom, or your dad and tell them you love them. Kiss your spouse on the cheek for no good reason and wrap your arms around them and say thank you for sharing their life with you. Be grateful you have eyes to soak in the beauty around you. Be thankful that you can hear the beautiful sound of laughter and music. Shout out in joy that you can breathe and feel the coolness and freshness of the winter air or the feeling of raindrops on your skin.
Be grateful for each moment of your life, each minute, each second.
I know I am…….
Until our next adventure,
Lisa





