i believe i can fly

as i sat there listening to the mother, daughter pair relive the stories of wild freedom travels through Greece and Tahiti, i found myself longing for something that they had. memories of travel. the closest i have been is a mission trip to India, and while it was for a specific purpose i remember those days as if they were the best of my life. i LOVED to travel. the one time i got 'er done. but that's a moot point really, since my life is not over yet.

i want to travel to places unknown. no agenda on hand, graced with a smile and a willing spirit. i want to find the nooks and cranny's that make the locale zing and build memories to treasure for a lifetime.

it sounds romantic and cheesy as i write, but i don't care.

it may take me until i am heaven-bound to make this dream a reality, but again, i don't care.

someday i will travel, some day i will see the world, and even further yet, someday i will enjoy the limitless creations God has made. someday ;) until then i'm going to have to figure out how to manage the vacation time so that i can enjoy my new hard-earned mula. lol!