Yesterday, I returned home from a seven-day trip to Ireland. It was an absolutely wonderful get-away to a mystically beautiful country with some of the warmest and friendliest people I've met. The ancient land whispers to you and I’m honored to have been embraced by her beauty. I had the time of my life, but I am so very glad to be back home in my own house, surrounded by my children and the peace of a loving home. After a week of me time I’m filled with gratitude and ready to resume my own daily rhythms once again.
Travel always takes its toll. That's why travel and travail share the same root word! For me, the differences in time zones always disrupts my already fragile sleep patterns. The first few days into any overseas trip are rough. Then, just when I start to get some balance back, it's time to head home and repeat the process all over again. It always reminds me of how important sleep is to our overall physical, mental, and spiritual health.