i’ve been wanting to do this post for quite sometime now.. But didn’t know how to start. Last year on my birthday I got into a very painful accident I was completely stopped and a man stopped on my car, leaving his licenses plate well imprinted on my bumper. I was in completely shock until I drove away from the scene and completely broke down. I just couldn’t believe it happened on my birthday aka my personal new year. I cried for about an hour had a busted lip and then still decided go out with my friends, clearly running on adrenaline because the next morning I couldn’t get out of bed or move for that matter. This was followed by plenty of sessions at the chiropractor and a rental car.
Around this time last year i decided to leave a design job that I loved but wasn’t teaching me or letting me grow. I started 2015 jobless not really knowing what would come all I knew was that I was going to Paris in March and needed some sort of income. I’ve always been a hustler, my sister got me a temp job at USC for a while, I’m pretty sure I cleaned houses. There is no shame in my game you just gotta do what you gotta do.
I landed my job in February which was perfect that was my expiration date anyways so that worked out great. I’ve been extremely lucky, blessed, fortunate whatever you want to call it to be working for people who allow me to travel and some have encouraged it. At times I’ve felt extremely guilty for leaving for for a couple days, but honestly whatever needs to get done at work gets done.
All the trips I’ve taken thus far have been trips I didn’t think I would ever take, the Grand Canyon, Antelope canyon, Utah, Yosemite, Big Sur, Maui! And in a couple weeks Guatemala! For every single one of those trips I’ve known in my heart that it would work itself out and BOOM they have.
I’ve been super emotional about Guatemala because I haven’t gone in 5-6 years? This is a place I’ve been traveling to since I was 5.. And the person to be waiting outside the airport won’t be there this time around. My grandpa the sweetest human that my mother loves dearly won’t be there. It’s such a bittersweet feeling because I get to see my grandma (they had been together for 60+ years) I’m both excited and sad about this trip. It’s my first time going with my dad. The first time I ever went, when we got back he was in the hospital because he had fallen off a roof (he was a contractor) and the last time I went…we got back he was in the hospital so I swore never to go back with out him. Overall I can’t wait to spend the New Years with my family (minus my brother and sister in law). I’ve spent a good amount of New Years in Guatemala and as much bitching (ungrateful teenager) use to do, I secretly loved going..
I can’t wait to see what the new year has in store for me. I’ve already purchased my ticket to Morocco !!!! I have so many plans for new adventures. 2015 was magical over all it taught me that I CAN do whatever I set my mind to. And I can’t wait to test that out next year.