I lost my luggage for the first time on an overseas trip this week to Argentina. In travels to Africa, the Middle East, and Eastern Europe that had never happened to me until this week. In the past I tried to sympathize with those who lost their luggage but I never knew what that was like until now. I had to wear the same clothes for 3 days. I had to borrow/buy toiletries. I had to wonder what those who saw me each day thought when I again had on the same blue shirt. There is just something comfortable about having your stuff regardless of it´s quality. I was in a foreign place and I did not feel at my best.
Sometimes I think life is like that. We are in a place in life where we want to be at out best but no one is catching us at our best. You know that first impressions are lasting and yet you are not able to make a good one. Your luggage contains your identity in your clothes and in some ways your security. In reality you are left to depend soley on your own personal security. How secure are you when you lose everything in life on which you are depending? Losing your luggage can be a good thing because it is one way you can check your own personal security.
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RD - Oh no - I can't believe that....I hate that - great comments and reflections though...I think we have all had to deal with that in one way!
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