Mom's Concerned

Hello Everyone:

Time for a little late night blogging. Yesterday, over dinner, mom expressed her concern about my proposed trip to England. I understand her concern about my safety, she has a right to be concerned. I'm going to some place I've never been and, for all intents, I have to rely on someone I sort of know. My New York aunt doesn't want me to go. She even told mom not to let me go. Realistically, mom can't stop me. She wants to talk to the Brit BF before I go.  I'm cool with that.  Right now, there's not much to talk about until I have the ticket in hand. It's a little scary to think about it but I can't let it preoccupy my thoughts because then I'll end up backing out and regretting it forever. I don't feel uncomfortable about it. I don't feel pushed to do anything I don't want to do. Mom asked me what would if he asked me to stay. I told her that if I found work, I would consider it.  After all, I have nothing or no one to keep me here.  I would have to come back for various reasons, including a work visa. I think that stunned mom a little but I went to say that I didn't want to be here anymore, I felt trapped. That, she understood.  Then she asked me what I expected out of this trip. My response, a nice time, which is true. I have no expectations of some grand romantic holiday, although, there will be romance.  A job offer and anything else is just a bonus.  As I've said before, no expectations, no disappointments or resentments.