Let’s go.


Oh, passport. Over the past few years, you’ve given me such sad eyes.

One of my favorite things in the world is traveling. For me, there is nothing quite like planning a trip: researching the possibilities, fitting together the puzzle pieces of an itinerary, and feeling the anticipation as you speed down the road or take off the runway. As much as I love the preparation, the doing is so much more. Breathing in new air, seeing new sights, touching new things. I crave that, and enjoy and appreciate those moments more than I can ever describe. I am filled with wanderlust, always have been and always will be. So the sight of my poor passport, stamped only four times and expired in 2009, made my heart sad.

Man, I’ll tell ya. Life always knows what you need when you need it.


What do I need right now? Something to stretch my heart. Something to keep this growth going, to keep me tapping into this awesome new person I’m discovering, something to show me more of me. Adventure, joy, wonder. But within the confines of understanding and encouragement. An environment that recognizes me, and allows me to mirror that back in connection, support, and love.

That’s quite the mix to desire, I know. But mysterious ways abound, and it looks like I’m going to get all of that at once. It’s trip time, baby.


I was surprised with an awesome opportunity a couple of days ago. To some, this might not be such a big deal. “Oh, just a trip”, they might say. But for me, it’s so much more. Something this grand usually elicits an “oh man, that’s awesome, but I couldn’t” response. I tend to default to the ‘should’s’ (or rather the ‘shouldn’ts’) and dismiss it before I really consider it. This time, however, I shushed myself. I considered…and kept considering. And tonight, I’ve decided to go for it.

So, in a couple of months I’ll be taking off on an epic adventure with a great friend. We’re going to Paris, London, Dubai, and Nairobi in a whirlwind two weeks of fun. It’s such a motley choice of destinations, and I love that. I’ll be stepping foot in Europe, the Middle East, and Africa all in one trip. As someone who has only traveled internationally once (to live in Asia), my mind is already blown. Visions of macarons, the Moulin Rouge, hostels, village markets, epic sunsets, Land Rovers, the Big 5, huge beers, and lots of excellent conversations are dancing in my head…


I need this. And I’m so grateful. To my friend for his awesomeness, to my Mom for helping my heart by keeping my kiddo, to The Hubs for things I won’t list here, to life for timely opportunities, to myself for the work I’ve done to get to this place where I’ll seize opportunities, to God for his plans. And to my poor sad passport. I sent him off on his own adventure today. And in 4-6 weeks, he’ll be back, shiny and new and ready to be stamped again.

As long as you are breathing, there is hope….nothing is ever the end, and you never know what adventure is around the bend.


This post is a response to the weekly Writer’s Workshop over at Mama’s Losin’ It!. Learn more about the ‘pretty much famous’ weekly prompts here. This week I chose: “A blog post inspired by the word: passport.”



Good for you! It sounds just what you need. Have fun on your whirlwind trip! I’m headed back to Europe in four weeks to meet up with the hubby. So much to see and do. Can’t wait, myself!

Wow! That sounds like a trip of a lifetime! Can’t wait to hear all about it!


Hello Erin

Enjoy and open new doors, new horizons, new perspectives. Life is about traveling in the outside and the inside.
You are welcome in Switzerland, in my house if you wish to come by….I heard that our cheese and chocolate are not that bad.

All the best

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