Still in Roma...
but not for much longer. Just one full day left and then an early departure on Monday morning. A long flight to Chicago, a ninety minute layover, and then a flight to Charlotte. (That type of route is the cost of flying on frequent flier miles... Plus there is the fact that Charlotte Douglas International Airport has no direct flights to Spain or Italy... London, yes. Frankfurt, yes. Lots of Caribbean and South American countries, yes. But flights to either of my two favorite overseas escapes, not yet. C'est la vie.)
I am calling on all my prayer warrior friends to lift me up on Monday, my long day of travel. With such a short layover in Chicago - and having to get through customs and find my connecting flight - I am nervous about missing the second flight. Please pray that it all goes well and without much delay. Pray that they will let me take my bag with me onto the plane - it's just one of those little rolling bags... yes, I travel very lightly. Thank you in advance for all your support in these final days.
Thanks also to all of you who have prayed already, who have sent emails and posted comments here on the blog. I am enormously grateful for all of your thoughts and words and support. Often during the day I think of my friends and loved ones and smile. I often sit down in churches and museums and restaurants and write in my journal, thinking of stories for my blog, lessons for my upcoming journaling class, working on Shimelle's Journal Your Christmas ideas and giving thanks for all the ways in which this journey has made me stronger, more peaceful, and more accepting of all that God has in mind for me every day. So many surprises, moments of sheer joy, grace, providence, and mercy beyond all measure. Truly, this journey has been beyond all I ever thought or imagined.
I look forward to getting home, downloading the hundreds of photos and two videos I have taken, and decompressing, as it were. I have picked up many trinkets to give to family and friends as well.
One of the final sites for me tomorrow will be the Ara Pacis, the ancient altar to peace. I will find a quiet corner there, take a seat, and pray for peace. For peace all over the world. For peace in the lives of all of you who write to me, think of me, and pray for me. For all of you who read but never comment. For those of you who comment, send emails, and have even come to meet me... LISA!!! And for those I have yet to meet but know that I will.
Peace. Paz. Pace.
Ciao from Roma.