I’m leaving tomorrow and I’m torn between joy at the coming adventure and sorrow over parting with my mother. It’s that last hug that kills me, the constant looking back until I can’t see her anymore. I feel so guilty because as much as I don’t want to leave her there is this lust building inside me, this demanding need to travel, to see … to explore.
I’ve come to realize that I suffer from wanderlust. I collect passport stamps like people collect coins and I live for the moment when you realize you are so wonderfully lost.
If you were to ask me what my favorite part of traveling is there would be two parts tied for first place.
The first is the moment when I step off the plane in my hometown and have to remind myself that big girls don’t run through the airport.
They walk very, very quickly.
The second is that moment when the plane’s wheels just leave the ground, when you are hung in the balance. Not on the Earth but not quite off.
When the engines suddenly hum to life, the plane takes that small jerk back in warning and you’re moving.
It’s that precarious moment when you hold your breath, prayers running through your mind that this plane will get off, this plane will get off. The moment when you are pressed back into your seat, ears popping, laughter building, excitement replacing the blood coursing in your veins.
The moment when you realize you are about to embark upon a new adventure.
Tomorrow I fly.
Wish me luck!
"This uniform consisting of uniform coat, waistcoat, and pair of knee breeches was initially donated to the Columbian Institute; in 1841, it was transferred to the National Institute and was housed in the Patent Office. It came to the Smithsonian in 1883 from the Patent Office collection, and has been on display almost continuously. During the years 1942 - 1944, during World War II, the Smithsonian packed up many of its treasured artifacts and sent them to the Shenandoah Valley for safekeeping.
This uniform was worn by George Washington from 1789 until his death in 1799; the small clothes or breeches and waistcoat, date from the revolutionary period.
In paintings of Washington during this period, he often posed for life portraits and was often depicted wearing this uniform. An example of this would be the watercolor portrait on irovy painted by artist John Ramage in 1789; it is the first known depiction of this uniform in a portrait of Washington.
In December 1798, Washington was recorded wearing this uniform when he visited Philadelphia on Provisional Army duty. He wore a similar uniform when he was commissioned by the Continental Congress as Commander-in-Chief of the Continental Army.
None of his uniforms from the Revolutionary War period are known to have survived.”
The Met says: According to the donor, this ensemble was worn by Obedeak [sic] Herbert, a Continental Naval Admiral of the Revolutionary War. This form of jacket, the tail coat, persisted first, as men’s everyday wear and, later, as formal attire throughout the 19th and 20th centuries. The epaulettes retain sense of delicacy and refinement as handmade objects. The silk on the underside is padded and sewn into a roll at the edge to enhance the shape of the tassels as they fall over the shoulders. The tape on the other end is meant to tie into corresponding studs on the shoulders of the jacket. The phrase on the medallion of the bicorne, “E Pluribus Unum” (translated as “Out of Many, One”) was submitted by the committee Congress as part of a design for the seal for the United States of America in 1776, which, upon revisions, was passed as the official seal in 1782. The phrase was considered the motto of the United States until 1956 when it was replaced with the motto, “In God We Trust.”
This example of a uniform jacket worn by an officer during the American Revolution is completely hand-made. Owned by Col. William Taylor, it shows a significant amount of wear. Color, style and number of buttons are among the features used to identify one’s military unit, or regiment, in this case Connecticut Regiment 1776.
You see the British were not the only Redcoats in this war, green and red jackets like this were worn by Officers.
I’ve seen things much older. I’ve seen things much more impressive. But nothing can ever compare to the pride I feel when I look at this jacket.