I got home yesterday afternoon (Sat. 10/6) after traveling overnight and getting (perhaps) 90 minutes of dozing on the plane from Atlanta to Hartford. I slept for 10.5 hours last night. I will post the blog entries and pictures from my last few days on the road soon, but wanted to let folks know I made it home safely. Once I'm done blogging about this trip I will probably continue blogging to some degree, but nowhere near as often. And, knowing me, it will likely feature life lessons.
I've cried a lot in the last few days, just not ready to be home. This trip has been amazing in so many ways, not the least of which is showing me just how small my life has been to this point. I've always assumed I'd live in CT my whole life, and I still might, but if I decide to stay in CT, it will be because that is what I am choosing, not by default. I have been opened up to a universe of possibilities that were never options to me before. Recovery has a huge part to play in that, but this trip has opened me up even more. Meeting other women who are on solo road trips was really cool. I found myself thinking, "Wow! She's amazing! I can't believe she's doing that!" but I hadn't had those thoughts about myself doing it. In fact, I pretty much dismissed the comments of people who said such things like that to me (especially those who said I was "brave."). I'm not saying I will live on the road, but there will definitely be more road trips in my future! And I'm going to look into the possibility of doing a house-switch with someone, probably in the southwest.
I drove my Honda Accord yesterday and felt really tiny in it. I felt like my ass was practically on the ground. And I had trouble fitting it into a parking space, which is weird because the truck was way bigger and I was really good about getting that into a space! I have been thinking more and more that I want to ditch the Accord and get a muscle car of some kind. I've been partial to the Dodge Chargers since about 2010 when they came out with that model, but I saw a lot of Dodge Challengers on the road which kind of turn me on, to be honest with you. Time will tell if that's something I will pursue, but that's exactly the kind of thing that just might change for me. I want to live my life much more on purpose than I ever have before.
This is Marty Kristopher Robin in his new home. He's very happy to be here. And yes, I carried him on the plane with me, I wasn't about to wait for him to arrive in a package through the U.S. mail along with my other belongings! He's become too important to me. I told Liz when she picked me up, "I honestly don't give a shit if someone judges me for carrying around a yellow bear as an adult" and she said, "If other people had balls, they'd carry around a yellow bear too." Just for the record, he was in my bag, I didn't carry him in my arms around the airports :-)
And this is the sunset tonight from Fort Hale Park, across the street from my condo. Just wanted to end on a high note.
Barb Nangle is the founder of Higher Power Coaching and Consulting, an entrepreneur and an eternal optimist. She loves motivating others to become better and better versions of themselves, just as she has become better and better versions of herself.