The lady on the plane | Little moments series | Post 2

The Little Moments Series | Post 2 (to read Post 1, click here)

“That’s what I miss most” she said in her cute old lady Scottish accent. Both Pete and I had been captivated by her travel stories since we sat down next to her on the plane. She told us how her late husband David had passed away 2 years ago, and that they got to see a lot of the world together and they had been to New Zealand 7 times before he passed. This was her 2nd trip there without him and I thought she was brave for going so far alone at her age. It must remind her of their adventures together I thought to myself. “It’s just so lovely to have someone to share things with, it’s such a gift, never take it for granted” she would say. My heart broke for her as I imagined her exploring the islands by herself and I felt myself gripping peters hand just a little tighter. We are so lucky to have each other and to live the life we live I thought. How the universe places people and experiences in our life at the perfect moments to encourage us to be grateful. There I was, exhausted and quite honestly tired of traveling and just longing to be home, and there she was, striving for exactly what I had 45 years later in life, alone, wishing her life partner could be with her so they could finish exploring the world together. “Thank you for being so kind and talking with me, I’m quite afraid of flying and often wish to find someone to help me take my mind off of it” she said as the plane landed again. This little insignificant encounter with a complete stranger left me inspired and filled with gratitude for what I have, I’ll always be grateful to little Granny Gene for that reminder❤

2017-03-13_0002(photo by johanna macdonald, lake pukaki, new zealand)

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The Little Moments Series | Post 1

this year, i made a promise to myself to take more note of the little seemingly small, insignificant moments that happen every day instead of measuring my life by the amount and frequency of the EPIC “best days ever”. so often i catch myself getting caught up putting so much pressure on everything for it to be “AMAZING” just the way i imagine it, but what i’m learning more and more is that if i let myself slow down and actual feel the little regular moments of every day, that there are stories here that are worth collecting, and these are the moments i want to feel and remember.
i have this book that i try to write in. when i got it, my goal was to write about the adventures that we went on so when we were old and grey one day we could go back and relive all our travels and the crazy stuff we used to do. at the beginning, i would write every last detail of what where and when, but after reading through it the last few months i could tell it was missing something. i was reminded of when and how and where but i felt nothing. all these details did was help me vaguely remember the underline of how the moments felt. i don’t care about the name of the town and the time of day it was. i want to remember how these places and these things made me feel, i want to remember the little conversation we had while walking down the street hand in hand, what i was thinking when i saw croatia for the first time or when peter reached for my hand when he could see how scared i was of sailing. not how many knots we were traveling and where we were headed.

when i write about weddings i try to take one moment of the day and be FULLY present, and when i go back and read my blogs, that one little moment can bring back the emotions of an entire day, this was such an important realization that i need to be doing this in my own life as well. it’s easy to get caught up in the details of when and how long and where and to collect these mile markers of the ‘we did this and this is how’, but all of these things are made up of these seemingly small moments that if we fully let ourselves be present, they mean everything. i know this can’t happen every moment of every day, but i believe it can happen a lot more than i let myself experience. so that’s the goal this year. i am going to work on my writing and start a blog series of a collection of little insignificant moments that i want to be able to relive and remember, the good and the bad (and i am going to try and do this with my instagram captions as much as i can as well). i’m not sure if this post was helpful to anyone but myself, but hope you all enjoyed my 7th-hour-on-a-plane-thoughts. ps. yes bon iver was playing from my headphones when i wrote this 😉 can’t wait to start this series! xox – meg.

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