Baggage, Baggage And More Baggage
I am going on an incentive trip to Japan/Taiwan in October. I have been thinking about what I need to pack. I will be going for 10 days and I am only taking one carry on bag and a backpack so I really need to be exact on packing and give myself a little room for a few souvenirs.
I am sad to say that I am one of those travelers where I think about packing all of the time but once I am home the baggage could sit there for weeks. I don't know why I am like this but I just have no desire to unpack that bag.
In life we bring baggage with us wherever we go. I grew up in a home that was not a very happy home. We had some good times and as I grow older I find myself hanging onto those good times. My parents argued about finances a lot. There was always tension felt in the house. Add my 13 year old brother, me as a 16 year old--with an attitude, and a 20 year old half brother that was in trouble with the law--the idea of a perfect family was NOT in the cards. They divorced when I was 16 and needless to say it was NOT a quick or easy divorce. As a 16 year old girl witnessing the divorce of my parents, the involvement and anger with outside family (Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents), add the hormones of my brother, my horrid attitude, hormones and anger and my troubled older half brother. My baggage was starting to fill up. I just didn't realize it.
At this point the baggage was nothing more than a carry on. I went to college...struggled. Had a few relationships...struggled. Moved back home...struggled. Then I met my future husband. With all of additional struggles my carry on baggage was now a check in bag.
When I met my husband..he brought his check in bag. He also struggled in a few relationships and had trust issues with women. He was involved in a family that was "picture perfect" when behind closed doors it was NOT so perfect. And we need to add he was a farming the family farms--and with that he had not only an obligation to me he also had an obligation to his Grandmother and an obligation to his parents. So we now need to add a carry on from his Grandmother and a carry on from his Mom and a carry on from his Dad.
So with two check in bags, and three carry on bags (that did not belong to us) full of emotions, experiences and struggles--what could go wrong? Like I said before--I am not much for unpacking bags. So it should all be smooth right? Let's add a baby...and another...and another...and another.
To Be Continued....
Kristi
I am sad to say that I am one of those travelers where I think about packing all of the time but once I am home the baggage could sit there for weeks. I don't know why I am like this but I just have no desire to unpack that bag.
In life we bring baggage with us wherever we go. I grew up in a home that was not a very happy home. We had some good times and as I grow older I find myself hanging onto those good times. My parents argued about finances a lot. There was always tension felt in the house. Add my 13 year old brother, me as a 16 year old--with an attitude, and a 20 year old half brother that was in trouble with the law--the idea of a perfect family was NOT in the cards. They divorced when I was 16 and needless to say it was NOT a quick or easy divorce. As a 16 year old girl witnessing the divorce of my parents, the involvement and anger with outside family (Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents), add the hormones of my brother, my horrid attitude, hormones and anger and my troubled older half brother. My baggage was starting to fill up. I just didn't realize it.
At this point the baggage was nothing more than a carry on. I went to college...struggled. Had a few relationships...struggled. Moved back home...struggled. Then I met my future husband. With all of additional struggles my carry on baggage was now a check in bag.
When I met my husband..he brought his check in bag. He also struggled in a few relationships and had trust issues with women. He was involved in a family that was "picture perfect" when behind closed doors it was NOT so perfect. And we need to add he was a farming the family farms--and with that he had not only an obligation to me he also had an obligation to his Grandmother and an obligation to his parents. So we now need to add a carry on from his Grandmother and a carry on from his Mom and a carry on from his Dad.
So with two check in bags, and three carry on bags (that did not belong to us) full of emotions, experiences and struggles--what could go wrong? Like I said before--I am not much for unpacking bags. So it should all be smooth right? Let's add a baby...and another...and another...and another.
To Be Continued....
Kristi
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