If you could travel where the eyes lead, where the heart calls, and you would not need to think about work and taxes, and there would always be more money on your card than you would expect – would you really do that?
Often I ask myself when I see a pair of seniors in slow-moving campers or already staying on the wild coast and having dinner with the same campers’ neighbors. And I say to myself – no. It’s not the time yet. I travel enough, and I would not want to spend all my life in a camper.
I still want to be needed: in the morning, to wish a good day to my two kids, then do what I love the most – my work where I simply lost myself and stop counting hours, and in the evening, to prepare tasty dinner for us with husband, then go with him for a slow walk and talk about anything or just keep silence, to drink little cup of coffee on the seashore or on our terrace looking at beautiful sunset. Write something for you to make the night lighter. And my heart is fuller, calmer.Now, I feel the best at my home, between people I love. I could not live far away from here for a long time. To go for short somewhere to get new impressions, experiences – yes, but such wandering is not for me. I love traveling, but I feel even happier when after one more trip I again open the door of my home.
In the photo – my lovely beach at home.
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