Train stations make for amazing people watching. As I sit here in the Florence train station waiting for our train to Venice, I am struck by the difference between people who breeze through the station and those who struggle. Usually it has to do with the amount of luggage people have.
I spend months thinking about what to pack when I travel. That might sound overly vapid but since meeting my lovely husband, I have learned the true value of traveling light. It is simpler, easier and just generally less stressful, but it does mean that I have to carefully consider each item. If it doesn’t make me feel great, fulfill a need or serve multiple purposes, it can’t be packed.
This is a great metaphor for life as well. We need to stop dragging around some of our heavy “life luggage,” those memories, experiences and attitudes that don’t make us feel great, fulfill a need or serve multiple purposes. We need to make our journey through the train station of life a bit easier and more enjoyable.
While I definitely got the physical packing right on this trip, I have come face to face with some of my own life baggage that isn’t working all that well. And that is an unexpected gift of this most amazing vacation of a lifetime to Italy and Greece.