Last I spoke, it was December and I was planning a lot of Christmas activities to enjoy with my daughter. We got off to a great start and then it happened.
Taylor got sick. Throwing-up-eight-times-a-day-some-days-for-nine-days-straight kind of sick.
So everything went out the window. Because of course, that kind of stuff can be planned right?
Needless to say, we got a few things done: the Christmas Parade, watching all the Christmas movies I could desire, driving around to look at lights (which Taylor loved), and decorating the house. After Christmas, thanks to the generosity of my in-laws, we enjoyed a ride on the Polar Express! (We’ll try again next year!)
We went out of town for New Year’s Eve to visit family and that was lovely.
Then I blinked and January was over.
Valentine’s Day is this weekend – I have nothing yet planned – and February will be over before I know it.
And that’s okay, because I have something else I’m planning that is far more exciting than winter.
In exactly 88 days I will finally achieve my life long (okay, since I was 16) goal/dream/whatever you want to call it – I am going to LONDON!
Since I was around 16 years old, I have been obsessed with Europe. The history, the culture, the languages, everything. I wanted to backpack across Europe and even had a year long trip planned, though I knew that was the most unlikely scenario. So here I am, 14 years later and finally about to embark on my first trip to Europe. I say first because my wanderlust will never be quenched.
Follow along on my journey. It still feels a little surreal but writing it down certainly helps!