I’ve just returned from a trip that in no way shape or form lived up to the very low expectations I dreamed of.
Why the low expectations? Actually, they weren’t low, I just didn’t have any. I wanted the trip to unfold as it was meant to. I didn’t want to do any of the planning or keeping up with the plan. Taking on this kind of mindset, especially when visiting family, has helped me in many ways. If you’ve followed my writing you might know this.
Unfortunately, the way this trip worked out put me in a place where I did not feel heard, or respected, and ultimately, I did not feel safe. In the middle of my planned visit, I packed up and left.
The next place I landed might have made me physically safe but emotionally, it drained me. I could go on and on about the details here, but I won’t. Those details will be hashed out later in my usual fashion, an essay or two and a couple of fictional stories some of which might make it into my next book, Red Flags or F…
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