London, October.

I am married to an amazing man.  Who also happens to be a pilot.  Which brings along with it, occasionally, some pretty terrific perks, like being able to hop on a flight last minute for a weekend jaunt to London. Now, that actually doesn’t happen as often as I might like.  I have two teenaged…

New York City, January 2017.

In all my crazy during the past year, with a timeline in my head that is marked as BF and AF (Before February and After February, centered around losing mom to cancer), I had completely forgotten about a pretty amazing trip that I took last January with my then 13 year old son. Yes, one…

Colorado in August.

Last year was a pretty good travel year, looking back on it (we won’t count either January or February of 2017, when the only traveling I did was to the cancer center in Dallas.  Or the year before that.)  Chile in March, Park City, Utah, in April, St. Martin in May, San Francisco in June,…

Ten Million Miles.

“Here I am in younger days, stargazing, painting picture perfect maps, of how my life and love would be.  Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection, my compass, faith in love’s perfection, I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen.”  The Indigo Girls, Love’s Recovery. Is there anybody out there who is…