Away

If our week at the cottage taught me anything, it’s that it is getting harder and harder to get away.  Where is away, you might ask?

Away is where the people you pass on the streets have no knowledge of your history, background or quirks.

Away is where there is no free WiFi with purchase of a tea and homemade chocolate crackle cookie to keep you tied to your work and deadlines.

Away is where there is no cell phone service to have relatives call about some trivial question, not realizing that you are on vacation.

Away is where city lights do not blur the stars at night.

Away is where you still stop and look at nature because you are not quite sure where you are and need to find your way back.

Away is finding time for early morning walks with the one child who is up as early as you.

Away is feeling the cycle of the day and the season.

I don’t get away often enough.