Travel is both exciting and rough on our bodies, hearts, and minds. I have been traveling most of this month and I am feeling a bit worn down. On the flip side, I am feeling hopeful and inspired by my new job and the opportunities I have been fortunate enough to experience. My travel has been primarily for work with the exception of a trip with Sam to Chicago to see his doctor. Of course, we always find a few moments for fun in what has become our “adopted city” in Sam’s mental health treatment journey.
This week I was back in Chicago for a work conference. Here is what I didn’t expect. This city feels really weird without my travel buddy, Sam. I had a free evening last night and was a little perplexed to think of what to do. You mean I don’t have to go to the Navy Pier, Dave & Busters or the Chicago Children’s Museum? And then it hit me. I should go, by myself, to see Hamilton! I tried to take Sam last summer and it was a bit of a disaster. He had just started recovering from tardive dyskinesia and sitting still during a show was impossible. We left at intermission.
Tonight was my night! I got online and found a seat. As I pushed the button to purchase my, admittedly a bit too expensive, ticket online I got giddy. What you might not know about me is that I LOVE musical theater and have since my Dad took me to my first live performance at the age of 5. On a funny note, that show was A Chorus Line!
I must have looked like a bumbling fool perched in my balcony seat of the CIBC Theatre. I laughed, I cried and even sang along a little. After the show, I walked around the city with tears of joy streaming down my face. I missed my Chicago companion, Sam, but I was alone and I was happy. I did not want the evening to end and it occurred to me, it doesn’t have to. I can continue to find times to celebrate MY LIFE and what makes me happy.
Life is going to continue to be hectic, but I am going to continue to find some grace and take time for myself. It is well worth the investment!