That is so funny. When I took the Thanksgiving quiz I was stuffing, and I wanted to be the mashed potatoes so bad-lucky girl! Okay this is kind of random, but I was on the blog of Amanda Mezaros(that's not how you spell it) do you remember her? Anyway she and her husband adopted a little baby boy a few months back and he is a doll. In one of her posts she had this analogy and it made me think of you. I thought it was so beautiful so I had to share.
Different Trips to the Same Place
Deciding to have a baby is like planning a trip to Australia. You've heard it's a wonderful place, you've read many guidebooks and feel certain you're ready to go. Everyone you know has traveled there by plane. They say it can be a turbulent flight with occasional rough landings, but you can look forward to being pampered on the trip. So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for a ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for Australia. It seems there is no seat for you; you'll have to wait for the next flight. Impatient, but anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait--and wait--and wait. Flights to Australia continue to come and go. People say silly things like, "Relax. You'll get on a flight soon." Other people actually get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you cry, "It's not fair!"After a long time the ticket agent tells you, "I'm sorry, we're not going to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you should think about going by boat." "By BOAT!" you say. "Going by boat will take a very long time and it costs a great deal of money. I really had my heart set on going by plane."
So you go home and think about not going to Australia at all. You wonder if Australia will be as beautiful if you approach it by sea rather than air. But you have long dreamed of this wonderful place, and finally you decide to travel by boat. It is a long trip, many months over many rough seas. No one pampers you. You wonder if you will ever see Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and forth to Australia two or three more times, marveling about each trip. Then one glorious day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite than you ever imagined, and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many wonderful friends during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with other who also traveled by sea rather then by air. People continue to fly to Australia as often as they like, but you are about to travel only once, perhaps twice. Some say things like, "Oh, be glad you didn't fly. My flight was horrible; traveling by sea is so easy." You will always wonder what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God blessed you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not in the way you get there, but in the place itself. By Diane Armitage printed in the April 21, 1995 "Dear Abby" column.
I'm a big fan of JibJab. And thanks for the congrats on my engagement... I'll have to get your address later to send you an invite. Also, I had no idea you are adopting! I am beyond excited for you! I totally plan to stalk you blog for updates now!
That was awesome! I can just imagine Daniel doing that:)
ReplyDeleteThat is so funny. When I took the Thanksgiving quiz I was stuffing, and I
ReplyDeletewanted to be the mashed potatoes so bad-lucky girl! Okay this is kind of random, but I was on
the blog of Amanda Mezaros(that's not how you spell it) do you remember her? Anyway she and
her husband adopted a little baby boy a few months back and he is a doll. In one of her posts
she had this analogy and it made me think of you. I thought it was so beautiful so I had to
share.
Different Trips to the Same
Place
Deciding to have a baby is like
planning a trip to Australia. You've heard it's a wonderful place, you've read many guidebooks
and feel certain you're ready to go. Everyone you know has traveled there by plane. They say
it can be a turbulent flight with occasional rough landings, but you can look forward to being
pampered on the trip.
So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for
a ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for Australia. It
seems there is no seat for you; you'll have to wait for the next flight. Impatient, but
anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait--and wait--and wait.
Flights to
Australia continue to come and go. People say silly things like, "Relax. You'll get on a
flight soon." Other people actually get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you
cry, "It's not fair!"After a long time the ticket agent tells you, "I'm sorry, we're not going
to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you should think about going by
boat."
"By BOAT!" you say. "Going by boat will take a very long time and it
costs a great deal of money. I really had my heart set on going by plane."
So you go home and think about not going to Australia at all. You wonder if
Australia will be as beautiful if you approach it by sea rather than air. But you have long
dreamed of this wonderful place, and finally you decide to travel by
boat.
It is a long trip, many months over many rough seas. No one pampers
you. You wonder if you will ever see Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and
forth to Australia two or three more times, marveling about each trip.
Then
one glorious day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite than you ever imagined,
and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many wonderful friends
during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with other who also traveled by
sea rather then by air.
People continue to fly to Australia as often as they
like, but you are about to travel only once, perhaps twice. Some say things like, "Oh, be glad
you didn't fly. My flight was horrible; traveling by sea is so easy."
You
will always wonder what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God
blessed you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not in
the way you get there, but in the place itself.
By Diane Armitage printed in
the April 21, 1995 "Dear Abby" column.
I'm a big fan of JibJab. And thanks for the congrats on my engagement...
ReplyDeleteI'll have to get your address later to send you an invite. Also, I had no idea you are
adopting! I am beyond excited for you! I totally plan to stalk you blog for updates now!
Cute!
ReplyDeleteI especially love Daniels smile/smerk! lol