We arrived home from Spain last night and were completely exhausted. Spain was absolutely amazing and I learned a lot through this trip...I think it was the first travel experience I have had here in Europe where I just did not want to leave. For a few reasons- the sun and water were amazing and I really wanted to stay in my false reality of thinking that my little girl would still be home when we opened the door last night. But, she wasn't. Just her remaining food bowls that I can't bring myself to empty and her various other pet items around the house.
But we learned a lot from this trip.
God has a plan. Sometimes you take things for granted and don't see the bigger picture. This trip was one of those things that show me that everything happens for a reason. The trip to Spain was the first trip I have ever planned so far in advance. In Europe, it is so easy to book a trip on a whim but this one was very well planned out. And, I had actually planned it for the week prior but things were too busy at the golf resort and the booking representative suggested I change our plans. And so I did. Little did I know that I would have put my kitty to sleep just 20 hours before leaving for the airport. I was beyond depressed boarding the plane but I knew that this was going to be a huge step in the healing process. As soon as we arrived in Spain, I felt a little lighter. It was warm and sunny and our hotel was absolutely stunning. There were so many bright and vivid colors and I knew it would be hard to stay in the deep hole I felt I was in. I absolutely cannot imagine what sort of state I would be in right this moment if I would have stayed in this house for the few days after Punkins left us. It is a trip that will forever stay in my heart. A time where I watched the sunrise and felt some peace amidst the brokenness.
I can drive a manual. So if you have read this blog, you know I despise driving a manual. But I discovered that it is 100 times easier to do when you drive on the left side of the vehicle! Our rental car was a manual and driving back on the "normal" side of the road was amazing. It was like I had been driving a manual for years. It really gave me a confidence boost.
Spain is not Mexico. Nope, there aren't any margaritas in Spain. But seriously, the language is sooooo different from the Spanish we hear in the states. It was really amazing. Spain was like Florida meets New Mexico...it was muy interesante.
The beach is still my most powerful healing tool. I grew up on the beach and I have always known that sometimes just staring at the blue water and hearing the waves can ease your mind. Well, the ocean pulled through again. I was given a break from the devastation of losing my most favorite little pet. The ocean was gorgeous and I really could have just stayed there forever. Van and I even asked which places were hiring haha!! It really was a most perfectly planned trip....one that was not my doing...and it helped to piece back together my broken heart.
This trip to Spain was the first real "vacation" Van and I have had in awhile. Just a trip to relax and recharge. And boy did we need it. In 6 days, I only took 350 pictures. I usually take that many in a day! But, I have a feeling we will be back to Spain again and I can recapture a little more of the beauty.
Thanks to all who have sent me your kind words about the loss of Punkins. She truly was my favorite pet of all. I know I shouldn't say that, but it's true. We both were completely devastated and shocked. I am still trying to make sense of it all and make something good out of the pain. Again, thank you.