On The Fly

As this holiday season approaches amid shopping and busy schedules, I embrace simplicity: taking a moment to pause, breathe, remember, and honor the person and place that shaped my sense of home long before I had the words for it.

Travel broadens the mind, but after eight days sailing the Rhône with 140 luxury vacationers, I can confirm it tests patience, calf strength, buffet strategy, and tolerance for people furious that France insists on being French.

As the holiday buzz fills the air with pixels and beeps, it’s easy to feel like the world is drifting into a gentle smartphone sleep. I take a quick break to step back, breathe in cherished memories, and sit comfortably in them—a Holiday Tribute to Mom.

I’ll be honest with you: My triumphant return from France wasn't quite the glamorous homecoming I had imagined. There was no smooth glide back into my routine, and no movie-like moment where I lift my suitcase from the carousel and exchange a wink with life, as if we're old friends. Sometimes, reality is a bit different from our dreams, but that makes the story more interesting.

Every now and then, something has a wonderful way of bringing us back to the wide-eyed wonder of childhood. For me, it was just yesterday—June 2, 2023—thanks to an inspiring visit to a guitar shop, a long drive, and the magic of a talented musician.

Sometimes, connection comes unexpectedly—not through grand gestures but via technology. In a Paris apartment, I understood my family’s words and felt my mother’s presence in every sentence.

If you’re reading this, I’m already off the grid. Today kicks off a well-deserved vacation, and for the next few weeks, On the Fly is taking a little break along with me.

We live in a restless world where mornings start with immediate digital distraction. The urge to dive into chaos is quick, but sometimes, stillness finds you.

Imagine a room full of bright minds agreeing as a new strategy is revealed. The slides are polished, the vision grand, and the future looks bright. Everyone smiles—nobody wants to question if it might not work, fearing to spoil the mood with reality.

My listening friends, when the world feels overwhelming, go outside. Look up. Find a sliver of sky, a star, a moon, or a bird in flight. Awe is still there, waiting for you.