Tomorrow I’ll experience something that I’m sure will become more and more familiar in the coming years.
I’ll be sending my sweet, strong R-girl off on a grand adventure that I’m not invited to attend.
She’ll board a flight out of Minneapolis in the afternoon and, 32 hours later…
…she’ll land in Nepal.
I may or may not get to know when she arrives. I’ll only have a vague idea of where she is for the next 18 days. Communication will be spotty at best. We will be 12 time zones apart.
She basically could not find anyplace in the northern hemisphere that is further away from Minneapolis.
And I am thrilled.
Because what awaits my daughter are so many of the things that drive her: a photography workshop, an opportunity to tell people’s stories, an invitation to think beyond herself, a chance to serve, a gathering of other creatives whose hearts beat in sync with hers, and a chance to step out of her comfort zone…
and into the unknown.
Which is where beautiful
and life-defining things occur.
There might be moments when I may not feel quite so calm about all of this. Like when I’m working at the dining room table and R-girl and her laptop aren’t joining me in their usual spot.
Or when I wish I could have a conversation with her that consists entirely of random gifs.
And definitely when Nashville finally comes back on.
Or when fear hits…?
But that’s okay.
Because I’m aware that I, too, am leaving my comfort zone and stepping into my own kind of unknown.
I wonder what we’ll both discover?
Here’s to embracing the adventure, friends.
And here’s to R-girl. Drink lots of water. Keep your heart open. And soak it all in.