When plans doesn’t work out that one deems utterly essential for a huge transition, it can often result in ample anxiety.
Easter started this way for us. Due to passport and travel authorization delays we were not able to spend our holiday together as a family with Zea’s dad and brother.
We had to figure out allot of “firsts” like driving an 18ft center console single engine boat in 35km winds, docking when it seems impossible. Driving a “twizzy” a little electric I want to say device that keeps dying on us.
The unexpected pleasantries were that I got to experience my daughter in a whole new way. I was truly able to “see” more of her personality, maturity in how she encouraged and supported me as an 8 year old when I was freaking out about struggling to do things with ease.
A different side of her shined not having to “be” in the shadows of her brother with neuro-diverse needs that tends to demand all the attention.
We got to meet new “locals” and experience a traditional Bermudian Easter of kite flying, fish cake competition and hot cross buns and exploration with no expectation.
For this special mother & daughter time we had with a myriad of new experiences, I am forever grateful!