Oh the joy of Summer Vacation! I don’t mean the whole summer off our children get, but that one week, we as adults get, with no rules, alarm clocks, rush hour and the daily routine that turns us into robots. It’s that time when anything goes and play is the name of the game. The much needed break allowing us to recharge our batteries, reconnect with our soul and just breath.
It doesn’t matter where you go or even if you go anywhere, as long as you disconnect from the structure imposed upon us daily and go with whatever the day may bring. For me this year’s vacation was not just about disconnecting from the rat race, but about healing after the loss of my Mother. Not having time off after her passing made the stretch between her passing and the actual date of our planned vacation seem endless.
Right after my Mother’s passing, being able to go into “Robot Mode” was a huge help. The grind of the day-to-day structure was a saving grace. I didn’t really have to think. As the weeks wore on though, I longed for an escape from the daily shackles. I found myself counting down the days to freedom.
As my patience dwindled the closer I got to my release date, I couldn’t help but think about the survivors of “The Walking Dead” who find solace in just a shred of some sense of structure and routine. Being on the run a large portion of the time, the TWD survivors have on multiple occasions attempted to plant their feet in one location for more than a night, in hopes that they can establish roots. Soon after the apocalypse started they set-up camp in the hills above Atlanta, and for a time felt someone safe. Trying hard to keep some sort of daily order, particularly for the children. They created daily tasks and divided them up.
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