I’ve had the privilege to travel to many different places since that first cruise both domestically and internationally. I actually received a prophetic word about it. A woman who I esteem said she saw me on airplanes. I was skeptical because at the time, I was knee-deep in grief and did not see myself willy-nilly vacationing. But that was exactly what happened and ended up being a vital part of my healing.
Last week I found myself either lounging on a white sandy beach, snorkeling under the clear blue water, kayaking with a dear friend, eating fresh salmon on the deck of the Norwegian Sky for breakfast or strolling in the Botanical Gardens. Last week I found myself doing things I’ve never done before. Things I’ve dreamed… Continue reading FuN in tHe sUN
So this morning I did something I haven’t done in a long time. I looked under my bed, dug out the box decorated in Paris, France symbols, and took out my passport. The passport I purchased nearly 4 years ago that has been collecting dust under my bed. And I smiled. Because now I will… Continue reading Dusting Off The Passport