Traveling with children can be a headache when there is just one and she wants you to play and play and play and all you want to do is relax and lay in the shade and enjoy the scenery. Children force you to do things you don’t want to do at all. With her, I had to step further into the Atlantic, more than I would normally do because, you guessed it – I don’t swim. I couldn’t allow my fear of the ocean water to project onto her growing mind. So with that said, I ditched my phone deep into my bag and headed into the water with her and her father. She appreciated seeing that with me only being a foot and some inches taller than her, she’d be okay in the water and even encourage me to go in deeper. Once we managed the waves, we were in for a great time to the start of our vacation.
Happy 39 Years of Being Me
When thinking of ideas of what to write today, I came across some Pinterest posts of birthday time capsules. Although I won’t be digging a hole in the nearest park (because I don’t have a backyard, yet), I do have this blog to capture my thoughts on this particular day of the year. Like with all writing, the answers you provide today, based on experiences may not be the same answers you would give a year from now.
With that being said, let’s reflect on my 39th birthday questions …