First Solo Trip with Kids: Washinton D.C.

So I wasn’t the only one starting late. My children were born in the age of my confinement, and thus never had the pleasure of travel either. They were getting older, 8 and 11, and my daughter, in particular, was getting itched by the travel bug. “When will we go to California,” she’d ask. “When will we see the big city?” My son was a … Continue reading First Solo Trip with Kids: Washinton D.C.

Starting Late: Saint Augustine

So when you’re trying to live a life of adventure after many years of stale existence, you look for anything that might feed your eyeballs something new. You start scanning maps and checking distances. Sidenote: Google Maps is one of the best things that’s happened in my life. I’ve been known to end up in the wrong county depending on my own spatial sense to … Continue reading Starting Late: Saint Augustine

Girl Meets City: Starting Late Part Two

Here is Part One if you missed it. It was a Friday. 7 something a.m. It was incredible; unexpected; unheard of. I was taking my first real Solo Trip and it was to New York City. 3-4 years. That’s how long I’d been saying I wanted to go back. Now I was in the airport fidgeting with rising excitement and mounting terror. I’m on the … Continue reading Girl Meets City: Starting Late Part Two

The monster in the closet, or the lack thereof…

So which is worse? Knowing you aren’t alone and something lurks in the shadows or realizing that you’re alone? Is it better to live with a potential “monster” that may at some point threaten your happiness? Or is it better to feel the quiet void of loneliness? Which weight is heaviest? Which evil is more desirable? I’ve been confronted with this question of relationship status … Continue reading The monster in the closet, or the lack thereof…