Nerves

I always get nervous at the start of travel. My mother always over-dramatized travel, so I grew up thinking that something’s wrong if you don’t have a screaming fit of nerves before leaving. And if you don’t spend a week choosing, packing, rearranging.

“Scoop and load,” is my philosophy. Also, “They have stores over there in case I forget anything.”

Was going to try to go over to Israel after we were through with our Spain itinerary, but I won’t now… not with having to go back to Spain so soon.

Mom’s death has totally disrupted my life routine of the past three or so years. I’d have been to Israel and back at least once, and probably twice, this year already. I’d have… I don’t know.

I come out of the fog of the aftermath of her death (“grief” doesn’t sound right), and now it’s time to put the pieces of life together again.