Baby steps

Life seems to be full of milestones. Even Facebook has us logging life's most important events on our timelines.

It takes baby steps to get to those mile markers.

One baby step I took recently was to make plans for a little vacation I promised myself last year after my divorce. I had been dragging my feet, not willing to commit to a date or destination, but I did it. I committed to a flight, an amazing hotel and a couple of outings. There will be sand and sun and yummy food and drinks and people I've never met before.

I'm going solo. I'll meet people there - couples, families, staff. I also want solitude. When I want to shop I will. If the beach sounds appealing I'll go. When a fancy umbrella drink at the bar sounds fun, I'll have one. It's not something I do often. This time I can just be. It's what I need.

There's one more baby step behind me now. Actually, to me it's more of a leap. A couple of months ago, the guy who has been my lover for more than three years now invited me for a visit sometime in May. It's now May and he hasn't mentioned it. I told myself when he first invited me I would make my own special vacation plans in May if I don't visit him. Then I told a friend - once I say something out loud it will happen. I've mentioned the visit to him once since he did, and I won't again.

This single girl already has plans.

My destination is a place I've never been. There's no favorite hotel or restaurant or beach. There are no memories at all except the one of me making a promise to myself and keeping it.

Love to the single girls,
Addison