My alarm went off at 5:00 a.m. as it does every day. I reached across the bed to snooze it and thought to myself, “Okay, it’s five… That means it’s 4:00 a.m. back home so no one will be checking emails. You can sleep another hour and begin working later…”
But as my surroundings slowly became a little less fuzzy, I realized that I was in fact not in Brazil but back in Florida, this time in Miami. At another hotel for another week outside of home.
This isn’t the first time this has happened. Last week I woke up in Brazil at around 3:00 a.m. trying to figure out where I was and how I got there. After returning from Colombia last year, my husband was subjected to my waking up multiple times while passed out on the couch, gasping incredulously, trying to figure out how the hell he got to Colombia and found my hotel.
It’s safe to say that after weeks of traveling, I’ve lost all sense of time. Additionally, my passport was flagged because I went to Colombia, Mexico and Brazil back-to-back-to-back and TSA had to question me and search my bags when I arrived (tired and at midnight) to make sure I wasn’t a drug mule. Traveling for work has been very rewarding, but so exhausting, cutting in to time with family and friends at the pool.
Since Halston and I were both traveling last week and wouldn’t be home, we decided to tackle our yard like it hadn’t been tackled before. While I cleaned the house, he raked leaves. I love our two majestic oak trees but after seeing the dozens of piles of leaves across our yard my only thought was to torch them.
We gathered the leaves and about 12 bags later, we sat back and admired our work. I walked over to our bird bath turned succulent garden and saw that it was completely covered in leaves and twigs, so I began working to remove them. And to my pleasant surprise, I saw tons of new, beautiful little succulents popping up underneath the mess, just in time to enjoy the best of Spring.
Sometimes it is easy for us, and especially myself, to get weighed down by little things (and big things!) and not see that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel and that every little thing, is gonna be alright.
Yes, I’ve been traveling a lot and missing my time with loved ones, but that should only motivate me to make the moments I’m at home count. Maybe not get angry at my husband for taking that unpleasant picture of me and instead go out on a date. Or maybe volunteer more and give back. Go to lunch with a friend. Anything but sulk around the house thinking, “I have to pack up and leave again in 48 hours…”
Yes, living out of a suitcase has been draining and it feels like I’m being pulled in a million different directions, but it has also been so rewarding. I’ve been able to improve my Portuguese, practice my Spanish and face my fears of public speaking. I’ve met amazing people from all walks of life and I’ve enjoyed learning a little bit about their cultures in the short time I’ve been with them.
Instead of focusing on the negative, I should focus on the positive and on the experiences I’ve gained because at the end of the day, I will be okay.
A little Monday positivity to get us through the week…
A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.
I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.
How do you deal with busy and stressful periods in your life?