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I took deep breaths and decided to let my husband's lateness go and made a conscious choice to have a good attitude. We took a 7 hour drive, mostly through the Napa Valley, which is famous for it's vineyards and wineries. Neither of us drink, but the region is - was - an absolutely breathtakingly beautiful land. Tragically, what we found were miles and miles, hours and hours, of mountains burned black by last year's wildfires. It was frankly heartbreaking. After driving through what looked like the apocalypse for several hours I began to feel anxious, then panicky. And depressed. Maybe I was remembering the constant smoke and falling ash of last summer...all summer...or maybe it was just seeing the devastation. I finally stopped trying to enjoy the ride and started doing breathing, affirmations, whatever would work to decrease my panic. I didn't say anything to my husband, but clearly we were both adversely affected by not seeing any wildlife, no living trees, nothing but burned everything.
So I can't say I exactly enjoyed sightseeing, but my husband and I enjoyed each others' company, which was really nice. And I came home to a sweet voice message and Facebook message from my son.
And now I am worn out. HUGS all around!
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