We’re all in this together
This post is picture heavy and prose light. Steve and I got back from Europe Sunday night and I’m refreshed and exhausted and ready and not ready to get back to life as we know it here in Fargo. I’ve got emails, work, laundry, and more to catch up on. I’ve got to reorient myself with the kids’ schedules, get the kids back into the chore routine. Find that balance again. After all, school starts again in a month. (Yikes!)
I think the best part of this trip was the realization that there are hundreds, thousands, millions of people on this planet who live in many ways the life you’re living and want the same things you want for yourself and your family. Steve was the one who pointed it out at the very beginning of the trip–he had been in Finland a week earlier before I joined him in England. “You realize that everyone is living life like we’re living life. They’ve got jobs, they go to work, they go to lunch, they go home. It’s just like us. Except we have the time to explore the things they don’t have time to do right now.”
It’s true. They’ve got jobs, they go to work, they go to lunch, they go home, and they’re dodging all of the pesky tourists like us trying to just live their lives. They do their best to provide the best life for themselves and their families. I was reminded that all our lives are monotonous and frustrating at times, like when we were buying train tickets from the teller at Waterloo station who was tired and frustrated and didn’t want to repeat himself over the announcements and the anything but white noise all around. I watched the tired father at the Tower of London try to coax, bribe, then threaten his toddler son to take “just a few more steps” so his family could just enter the gate. Or the mom whose little girl was a weeping mess after climbing up about a hundred stairs to get to the top of the Abbey at Mont St. Michel–who was hot and tired and there’s not a water fountain in sight or a bathroom you don’t have to spend .50 Euros on to use. I’ve been there before. I’ve had moments like that with my kids.
London, England:
The other perspective I gained was that I got a new appreciation for was the pain and trials that humanity has gone through before now–now when I feel at times that the world is tumultuous and losing its mind. It’s easy to say that the world’s falling apart, but I’m sure they thought that during William the Conqueror, during the Bubonic plague, during World War I, then World War II. Walking around these places, seeing the things that remain, watching people live their daily lives I’ve had a good reminder that life is good and hard for all of us. Any point in human history you’ll be able to find that. Any place on the planet you’ll be able to find that. But we humans are resilient. We make mistakes, we make innovations, we dig our heels in the dirt and hold on, we overcome.
Caen, Bayeux, Normandy (World War II sites)
I know in a month or so, when J heads back to school again and we go through that awful time of new routine, I’ll feel like the loneliest person on the planet again. It’s the time where I wallow in self-pity and feel like I’m the only one going through hard things. That no one else on the planet knows autism like I know autism. Who knows how awful autism can be. But I know there’s other parents who feel those frustrations at different times in their own ways. I just don’t always see it because it doesn’t always look the exact same way as what I’m going through. We all have those loneliest person on the planet moments, those “hardest I can handle moments” sometimes.
Le Mont St. Michel:
Bruges and Brussles:
That’s why this may be my favorite picture of the whole trip. Brussels has had some really hard times. It would be easy to just give up, hunker down, and become an island. But this shows Brussels reaching out to the world. They’ve felt pain and know others have and will too. This display shows that humanity and kindness is our prevailing connection. Hard things, tragic things happen, but the spirit of humanity continues to rally and move forward. We humans can do incredible things. No matter where we are on this planet. No matter what time in the human story we live in.
The gate at the Brussels Courthouse by the Grand Place:
I posted a few more pictures of our trip here, on my Instagram page, if you’re not tired of pictures 🙂