Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about unbecoming everything that isn’t you, so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place. Barbara Ann De Feo
Simple journeys can lead to the best moments. What I refer to as “road therapy,” is when I find myself in my Dodge Durango with the windows down, sunroof open, music blaring, and the wind blowing in my face and between my fingers, as my arm dangles outside.
An open road with an amazing view and infinite possibilities. Plenty to see and many places to discover.
This same road, I find myself more and more these days. Some call it selfish. Unfortunately, at this point in my life, I believe it is not only necessary but warranted. It’s called self-love and self-care. I’m trying to become the best version of myself I possibly can be. For myself and my children.
Throughout my crazy journey, I have finally felt peace within myself. However, it’s just the peak. It’s the way down that’s the most challenging. Maintenance is difficult. Demanding.
I’m working to maintain a happy, healthy self so I can be an incredible mom and role model to my kids; I’ve been very fortunate to experience an amazing childhood, myself. I’d also like to leave some positive impact on this world before I go, too.
Finally being able to be myself for the first time, as an adult, is liberating. Powerful. After I picked myself up last year and figured out this happiness thing, it’s pretty badass. Feels like ME.
Unfortunately, I’m still struggling with the balance. After experiencing such a “high,” I’m terrified to lose it. I desperately hold on like hell to anything that makes me feel that way. The writing, road trips, camping, hiking, Chester. My responsibilities stretch far beyond that, though. Even if I am Megan, I still have many roles to play.
Without those roles, I wouldn’t be Megan, either.
However, I don’t want a traditional life anymore with the M-F desk job for 20 years. I love taking adventures and road trips. I’m obsessed with writing; I hope to become a published writer one day and travel the world, too. I’m not like the average gal but that’s okay with me. I don’t want to be, ever, because I’m much too honest and real.
I’ve learned lately that there is plenty of time. Time for moments. Time for my journey. Until then, I’ll settle for my weekly road therapy and little adventures throughout the states. And, continue to work on the balance with continuous self-love.
Live your own journey with others to enrich it.
Write your own story with characters added to it.
Live presently and enjoy the moments. #liveURjourney