My daughters have both expressed huge interest in traveling with me to Italy. I love that they have adventurous spirits and are willing to try anything. They are now old enough and mature enough to be able to travel without me having to carry them and/or their luggage. Both of them are so smart and would pick up the language quickly. And I know we would have an incredible time together. The act of discovering something together for the first time is magical. But, a strange part of me wants to tell them, “Not this time”. I may want to reserve this trip for just me.
Other friends and loved ones have offered to join me as well. I even invited a few to join me when I first started this process. These friends are a collection of loved ones and a few of my favorite people. I know we would have so much fun being witnesses to each other’s lives. And I love that they are completely able to care for themselves, carry their own luggage and pay their way. But I wonder, would my friends and loved ones want to do the same things that I want to do? Would they all be able to keep up with me? How would they react to large crowds? Or would they let me stare at a piece of artwork for an hour, if I desired to? How will they do with the Lamborghini rental part of my plan? Maybe I should go alone.
I am torn. I love my daughters, family and friends. I want to share my life with people who love me and support me. I believe that people truly need people. We are happier when we are together, and I know that having someone with me would be safer than traveling alone. My premise on life has always been, the more the merrier. I should live up to that and keep the invitation to travel, discover, love, eat and drive with me open.
I wonder who will actually come with me? You all have 479 days to plan!! ~xo