For me, the ultimate comfort is My-T-Fine pudding, a tradition that spans my earliest memories. And now, every year I bring that tradition back to our home in New Zealand so that my children can also enjoy this delicious treat.
But if chocolate pudding is an analogy to my life's comfort, what does that say about my world? It is complex, for sure. Well over a decade ago, my husband (then partner) and I opted for a journey that included non-traditional choices, such as living overseas many thousands of miles away from our support structures. Each year we make the trek back to the States to spend time with our much missed loved ones. We frolic in the attention and energy that comes with a large family and network of friends.
The logistics of living out of suitcases, sleeping in guest rooms and sterile hotels can wreak havoc on sleep schedules which is why always get a tinge of worry about whether we will feel rested while travelling. I'm not sure if it's the constant emotional and physical stimuli, but I always seem to achieve deep sleep because I awake feeling rested and alive. The same goes for my boys, (times 10) which is also why I need a cold pressed coffee in the AM so I can rev up to their speed.
Now we are back in the sanctuary and solitude of New Zealand, a very different vibe to America. I love it here too, but I can't help missing my creature comforts from a former life. Until next time.