Anywhere south of Michigan
So yesterday my mom came home and asked Nolan and me if we'd be interested in going on a road trip over spring break to Virginia or the Carolina's. Specifically, we'd be traveling with one of my mom's co-workers and her kids, and most likely we'd end up in Colonial Williamsburg.
Sure, it was no Caribbean cruise, no trip to the Grand Canyon (two vacations I was promised but never came to be), but I couldn't care less because--OMG! We were going somewhere over spring break?! This has never happened before! And not to mention I've been dying to go back to Virginia ever since I left some seven years ago!
This afternoon I hesitantly asked my mother if this vacation was a "sure thing." She said it was. So, imagine my disappointment when, this evening, she got off the phone with that same co-worker who is suddenly backing down--something about a work schedule.
My mom's apologized half a dozen times since, but I haven't formally forgiven her. I'm not angry at her for not having more money or for not wanting to travel on her own; I'm angry at her for getting my hopes up time after time when apparently this was not a "sure thing."
There is so much to see and I've seen so little of it. In a few months I'm heading to a mediocre college in a mediocre town just an hour away and I feel stuck.
Sure, it was no Caribbean cruise, no trip to the Grand Canyon (two vacations I was promised but never came to be), but I couldn't care less because--OMG! We were going somewhere over spring break?! This has never happened before! And not to mention I've been dying to go back to Virginia ever since I left some seven years ago!
This afternoon I hesitantly asked my mother if this vacation was a "sure thing." She said it was. So, imagine my disappointment when, this evening, she got off the phone with that same co-worker who is suddenly backing down--something about a work schedule.
My mom's apologized half a dozen times since, but I haven't formally forgiven her. I'm not angry at her for not having more money or for not wanting to travel on her own; I'm angry at her for getting my hopes up time after time when apparently this was not a "sure thing."
There is so much to see and I've seen so little of it. In a few months I'm heading to a mediocre college in a mediocre town just an hour away and I feel stuck.