I overheard a woman this morning talking to a co-worker. She lives and works in the part of Florida I vacationed in for a week. On my first day there, I wrote a post about how just looking at a palm tree made me over-the-moon excited and happy. This morning, as I moped around getting ready to leave the resort, this is what I heard:
"I'm getting ready to take some vacation time," said the lady, excitement in her voice.
"So where do you want to go?" said her friend.
"Anywhere without a palm tree!" she replied.
They laughed together.
My oasis was the very place she wanted to escape from. It's all about perspective, isn't it? I wonder if she'd be happy visiting my area of the country. It's not Florida, but, then again, we don't have palm trees either!
I've tried to think about that today as I've traveled home. Maybe my little town isn't a vacation spot on the the map for anyone, but, you know what?
It's a pretty special place, too, and I'm glad to be here.