Me. Self and travel.

Maybe I need to tell you more about me, to get to the bottom of this why do I need to travel stuff.

I need to compare for you, the me of ten years ago, with the me now. Ten years ago, I was 27. I had one child, was in an unhappy marriage and weighed 130kg. I wanted another child, I had no career or passions and I had no idea what my future was. If I even had one. I reached a point where I knew I either had to make really difficult choices and decisions and change my life, or accept it as it was and die inside. I chose the former.

I had another child after much IVF and battle. I separated and ended my unhappy marriage amicably. I had weight loss surgery and lost 40kg (have since regained 10 though). I pushed myself through a post grad teaching degree in a year and got my dream job teaching English at a fantastic school. I travelled to the US and now that I work, I can do so again - hopefully annually. These changes took time, they were hard and confronting but they were my truth so I persisted. And I have now created a life for myself that I love.

Maybe travel is part of this recognition of my truth self. The craving I have always had for knowledge and learning. The world is so big and I am so small, I want to see it all and learn from it. Deepen who I am with experiences. Travel is magic. Magic we can access. How cool is that?!