Last week we went on a trip to see the fall colors. The trip was fabulous. We Phoenicians are deprived of fall colors and winter wonderland experiences if not for our cooler cities on the north side. The trip to Flagstaff is laced with vistas of gorgeous mountains all around us.
This being the first time we went to see the fall colors in the countryside, it was a rather exciting trip for us. Normally, we visit Flagstaff in December or January when there is snow.
The floral carpet was beautifully laid out waiting for our arrival. It was a fabulous view. The sea of forest decided to change the outfit to a colorful yellow shade. Seeing it in real life was an incredible experience and we decided that we will make a trip to this side every year during the fall season.
After treating our eyes and mind to such a delightful view and being pleased with how wonderful the trip was, we set back to our home. We should’ve gotten home in less than three hours. But as luck would have it, it took close to six hours to reach home.
The traffic on the way back was excruciatingly painful.
We were crawling and at times not even crawling. Needless to say, with two kids in the car the return trip was horrendous.
I started getting a slight headache that soon developed into a fully grown monster of migraine headache that I was unfortunately too familiar with.
When we got back home around 9:00 pm I was too exhausted to even stand up or sit up straight. After throwing up quite liberally and taking a painkiller to get the pain down, I rested for the rest of the night.
Thankfully the next morning I woke up pain-free.
While I was in the car waiting in the heavy traffic battling the migraine, I started to despise the whole trip. If only we didn’t go! But then was it nice of me to paint the whole trip that all of us enjoyed to the fullest in a negative shade just because the last leg of the journey didn’t go as we expected? Would it be wise to avoid the entire trip in fear of the traffic?
But then this is a human tendency, isn’t it? We are fearless to enjoy a positive moment, but it is a challenge for us to accommodate the obstacles that particular experience presents. We would rather do away with the whole experience even if 90 percent of it is filled with positive heartwarming moments, in fear of the obstacles that we may have to deal with.
As these thoughts popped into my mind, I decided to let go of the traffic and the headache troubles.
Memories should highlight the positive moments. In the future, I shall talk about the traffic in parenthesis as a side note. This trip in October shall be etched in the pages of my diary as one of the fabulous ones that I would like to revisit again and again.