For months, I had loosely planned to go to Dallas for Thanksgiving. I was invited to stay with a couple of good friends, and I was asked to meet up with a few more that I hadn’t seen since high school.
Over the course of a couple of months, I would search for a plane ticket, choose dates and times, and enter my credit card info. However, I couldn’t get myself to complete my purchase. My whole body would stop. Each time I tried, it didn’t feel correct to buy a ticket. I felt like I was pushing to make something happen. I chuckled and shook my head every time I slammed my laptop shut.
Two weeks before I was supposed to travel, I reached out to all of my Dallas buddies to confirm our plans and one by one they each canceled.
Since my travel plans had rapidly dissolved, I figured I would go into hermit mode (Gate 10.2) and just relax at home. Or so, I thought!
The day before Thanksgiving, I received four invitations for Thanksgiving dinner! A few were from friends I hadn’t seen in a couple of months, and one was from a couple of friends I hadn’t seen or heard from in years. My body responded to the friends I hadn’t seen in years.
On Thanksgiving afternoon, I stepped out of my front door and walked to meet them at a restaurant in the heart of downtown Phoenix. We spent a lovely afternoon catching up. We relaxed outside on an open balcony soaking up the warm sun, savoring our moments together, and living life perfectly unplanned.