Journey 2 Zendipity

I ended up staying the whole week on my solo vacation and I am so glad I did.

The first couple of days were really tough, I was homesick and deep in my feelings. I missed my kid, my dogs, my bed, my comfort zone. Ohhhh I missed my comfort zone so bad.

Then I decided to go on an adventure a few days in and ended up at a karaoke pub, a small whole in the wall, INCREDIBLE little pub. It was an amazing time.

I drank, I danced, I sang and I enjoyed the hell out of my night. Didn’t get back to where I was staying until 5am. I was hurting bad the next day lol but it was worth it.

Something about that night changed the entire vibe of my solo vacation.

I felt so confident after that night, I felt so sure in my own skin and the journey I was on. After that night, I spent most lunch breaks by a pool tanning and reading, most mornings walking around the island, most nights under the stars, on the beach, at a restaurant or at the pub.

That night at the pub got me out of my comfort zone and out of my shell in a way I can’t even describe. Maybe it was the liquid courage to get on stage and sing after so long or the mingling with strangers that were so welcoming or even the fact everyone thought I was in my 20’s (haha that was a serious highlight but I feel so different since then.

I got back home a week after I arrived and I was given an opportunity by the divine to bless another family. It made my heart so full and i didn’t even hesitate for a second. I usually wouldn’t hesitate to help anyone but this was different. I had no worries even though financially it would take a toll on me.

During that vacation I even worked out in the middle of a public location, something I would’ve never done prior to that night.

I learned so much in just 1 week of being on my own. I mean, I’ve been alone most of my life but this was just, different.

The whole last week I’ve been so busy that it wasn’t until Friday night that I laid out in the couch and did nothing for 24 hours. I needed that. I don’t yet feel rested but I feel awake.

I miss that special spot I vacationed at, I really miss the feeling of no one knowing me and not having to look over my shoulder. I miss that chance to be wild without any worries but I’m also glad that I got to being a little bit of that back home with me.

Something in me shifted that week I was away. Still not sure what or why but I’m glad. I got to just be a person. Not a mom, not a daughter, not a pet mom or anything other than an individual living life. I’m guessing the 20s would’ve felt like that if I didn’t have so much responsibility but I feel blessed and honored that I had even a week to live that.

My heart is full, my mind is slower and my spirit is still in a high. I am beyond grateful to be on this journey and to be able to share it with you all. Truly.

Sending y’all so much love!!

Until next time.