A number of days ago, a feeling caught in my heart. The idea that this experience is invaluable to my children. It shows them that anything is possible. I particularly thought of #1, who has only one more year under our roof. She needs to know that the world's the limit, but that it will require effort on her part, and sometimes quite a bit of effort to see things through.
Such a strange idea. Two? Okay. Whatever.
I have since, after a lot of pondering and prayer, figured out who my second person will be, but here's the tweak behind it.
I spoke with the cousin who invited me to go the other night. He mentioned that he hadn't spoken with the other woman, whom he had told me would be going with us, since the original conversation. She, most likely, won't be coming. Add to that, the letter I received and read yesterday from the Helping Hands office that stated no one will be allowed to work alone. We must each have a companion. YIKES! So, not only do I need equipment, I need a buddy.
I'm pretty sure there might be someone else there who would jump in, but working in a highly emotional situation like that with a complete stranger? Okay. Do-able, but wouldn't it be better to work with an ally? At least with the other woman who was originally going to travel with us, I would have had a chance to bond with her through our few days of travel before arriving in Furukawa.
So, here are the feelings that are nagging me. I need to take #1. The one thing that bothers me about this is the fact that the cookbook money and donations were never intended to take two of us to Japan--only me. To me, that money is absolutely a sacred trust. The other fact is that I don't want this to be a free ride for her. I want her to learn from the experience of funding it herself. I want her to feel the sacrifice that will make the experience sweeter for her.
#1 is an unusual personality. Anyone who knows her, I believe, would say the same. She's easy-going. She's loving and sweet but nothing gets her down. In short, her personality is very close to my mom's. She is even and level. She takes things as they come. If any of my children could handle this, and not only handle it, but learn some very valuable life's lessons from it, it would be #1.
So we have a plan in place. She's ready to jump in and get it done. We'll see how this goes, but if it was meant to be, which looking back, I believe it was, it will happen.