The adventure of a lifetime. That’s what it shall be called. I’ve always daydreamed of a place that was “So, Samille.” A place where, everyone and everything screamed “Samille’s personality and beliefs.” I can remember having dreams about this location but never being able to figure out where it was. Closing my eyes, now, I can picture the sunsets as if I’ve seen them one thousand times before. It wasn’t until I was about 17 that I was able to identify this place. The place I had left my heart in without ever stepping foot on its soil. A place that held my attention for so many years without truly revealing its identity. The city I had longed for for so many years.
When my dad was admitted to the hospital this past December, I can remember him looking at me with his oxygen mask on and saying “Samille, you need a vacation.” He then proceeded to tell me that I worked too hard and never found time to enjoy my life. I’d heard that speech one hundred times from two hundred different people. Yet, as I watched my father struggle for breath, this time was different. Realistically, he didn’t need to support his comment because, when he said: “you need a vacation,” my heart was already in agreement.
Next week, on July 9th, I will be flying across the country to spend a week in a the city my heart has always known yet never met. This is going to be the adventure of a life time. I’ve never done anything like this before! I cannot believe that I have planned, as well as financed, this entire trip all on my own. From the research to the reservations, every step and decision has been made by me. The best part being, I’ll be going with one of my besties. The only solidified plans we have are which hotel we are staying in as well as when our flight home will be. Everything else will be left to spontaneity. For once, in my adult life, I am going to stop planning and start participating.
As I’ve stated in many of my other posts, my first year out of college was about stepping outside of my comfort zone. As I begin the 2nd year, I know that this trip is exactly what I need. I feel as though all the previous months have prepared me for this moment. The anxiety that ruled the 21st-23rd years of my life is starting to disappear, as I remember just how care free and life loving I used to be, and still am. It’s funny the things you learn while repairing a heart that was shattered so badly that you, yourself, fell apart. From letting go of old friends to making new ones, starting a new relationship, and accomplishing more goals, I would say that my life is extremely wonderful right about now.
This chapter is about living.