Taking my children on the train.

I sit here in Chicago's Union Station and wait for the train. The children chatter about the usual things, throwing in the occasional exclamation of awe at the huge buildings, the teeming mass of people, and anything else that catches their sheltered eye.

I fret, not knowing where we're supposed to go, impulsively clutching at my bag, glad we decided to bring rolling bags. We're used to following R across strange floors, through new places and around strange bends. So, getting from point A to point B isn't the issue. It's the uncertainty, the waiting.

But, this is a key part of traveling. It's a part of life. This trip, so far, has been filled with upsets, delays, strangeness and uncertainty. It's kind of a good metaphor for life in general. For most of it, we have no clue what is going on.

It's worth it, though, because to completely slide through life, unaware, is definitely not an option. At least for me.

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