I was sitting on the couch on what seems like day 2783745 📆 of quarantine when I thought ‘I NEED to get away from here’ so I looked up flights and bought a ticket home. I was leery of getting on the plane, the fear of the unknown and uncertainty of who I would sit next to began to paralyze me and I wondered if ‘should just rent a car 🤔’ but then then thought of driving 13 plus hours solo was more fearful to me. I previously mentioned to my former boss that I wanted to go home and she asked if I had any supplies to bring on the plane, I told her I did not and she purchased supplies for me; Clorox wipes and gloves, gotta love her.
Four months had gone by since I last flown anywhere, so I did not know what to expect ‘flying during COVID’ and to my surprise things weren’t too different than what we have gotten used to during these past three months. Flying was really no different than going to the supermarket with your mask on, or riding in an Uber.
I am so glad that I flew even with my doubts. I was missing my family; I was missing community, I was missing togetherness- something we all have been missing during these times. When I purchased my ticket I didn’t realize that I would be home for Father’s Day. My dad was very happy to have all his children together, we went to church (it was my first time physically going to church in months), spent the day at the beach, then went to dinner. It was a good day.
I needed to take this time for myself; it has been a difficult time for so many, especially those that are used to being around people and community all the time. When quarantine began I was good because I like staying home, catching up on my shows, and reading. But then after the weeks began to pass by and the little things I would do like happy hours, team sport activities, and brunches could no longer happen, I began to long for it and it started to take a toll on me. And then George Floyd happened and the whole world saw. Protest erupted everywhere and have been going on for a month straight. I became emotionally exhausted, emotionally drained, and I NEEDED to be around my family.
We all have to know our limits and know when it’s time to take a step back and take care of ourselves. We are entering the second half of the year and you may be thinking this year is a waste but it’s not. Just because things may not be happening they way you wanted or planned doesn’t mean this wasn’t the way things were supposed to happen. Proverbs 19:21 tells us ‘there are many plans in a man’s heart, nevertheless the Lord’s counsel will stand.’ Let’s take this time to better ourselves, the relationships we have, have intentional and hard conversations with one another and grow.
Let’s spread love ❤️ and be intentional about our relationships.
Takiyah Travels 