⨠A Little Share from the Other Side of the Journey⦠āØ
Reading Shanleeās story about her travels with Asteri, I was reminded just how powerful and sacred these moments of connection and co-regulation truly are. My story follows a different path, but the heart of it is the sameāa deep longing for presence, for reunion, and for the kind of love that grounds us all back into the present moment. For the past two months, I had been away in Alaska, working and living further from Shanlee and Asteri than I ever had before. As the days ticked by, the anticipation of seeing them grew, but as fate would have it, our return flights overlapped in such a way that I was set to miss them by hoursājust as they were flying out to Oregon, I would be coming home to an empty house. The thought of missing them tugged at me, so I let my excitement and longing guide me toward a new possibility: what if I could find a way to see them, even if just for a fleeting moment before their flight? Tapping into the memory of how Shanlee once surprised me with the news of Asteriās existence, I wanted to mirror that magic and create a moment weād all remember. With the universeās unexpected cooperation, everything fell into placeāa miracle of timing, covered shifts, and a last-minute red-eye flight. When I landed in Grand Junction, I watched as our red truck, Ruby, circled the parking lot. I stood waiting, heart pounding, at the end of the row, ready to surprise them. When Shanlee and her sister spotted me, their expressions were pure shockālike seeing a ghost. It was a reminder that lifeās most real moments often jolt us awake, a break from the stories we tell ourselves about how things āshouldā be. But the most profound moment came with Asteri. She wasnāt expecting me; in her mind, I was still far away or living inside a screen. When she saw me, she looked away, overwhelmedāher whole nervous system flooded with disbelief. Instead of joy, she was frightened and dysregulated, calling out for āmomma.ā Instantly, I felt my own fears and insecurities bubble to the surface. Was she afraid of me? Would she want to see me? Would she ever warm up to me again? I took a deep breath, grounded myself in the present, and realizedāthis was my own inner childās fear speaking, not just Asteriās. I wanted to reach out and comfort her, but I knew the best thing I could do was to give her space and let Shanlee support her, as I cared for my inner child.