A couple of years ago I went on a trip to Japan. Even though it was just for a few days, it was truly a trip of a lifetime. Why you ask? Well, it wasn’t because I spent a gazillion dollars shopping. Nor was it because I went to all of the tourist attractions and notable places. I didn’t do either of these, but I learned so much.
First of all, I was supposed to take the journey and spend my days in Tokyo with my husband. That, however, did not happen, and I ended up flying over without him. That in itself was historical.
I had never traveled this far without my husband. We had planned that the two of us would be going. The Airbnb spot was paid for. We were going to surprise our daughter who was performing in a musical stage play in Tokyo for three months, and nothing went as planned.
Several days after we were supposed to leave I flew over with a few family members and had to change plans and tell my daughter that I was coming, but alone. Yesl, I flew over with family, but for the days in the city I would be alone as they were staying way on another side of the city and had plans to go to several places. The time I would have spent scoping the place out with my husband until my daughter got off work (rehearsals & show), I would be spending alone.
It’s possible to plan a trip for two but end up on a trip for one
Listen, up until this time I had been married for almost thirty years, and had become very comfortable and secure traveling with my husband. I had only been out of the country twice before. Neither time was with my husband, but were with groups. Both were ministry trips. The first was a trip to a conference to be ministered to, and the second a trip I would be ministering to others.
Once it was clear that I could be going to Tokyo Japan without him, I thought, “Is this really happening? Can I do this?” I thought about it for a few seconds, and of course said, “Yes.” And yet, it’s true that to some degree I was quaking in my boots so to speak.