Lately I have been doing some traveling. My most recent trip was to San Diego and it was… well, I don’t really know what to call it. Unfortunately, I did not find Joy in San Diego. I’ve never been much of a traveler. Don’t get me wrong I like to see new things and what no but I don’t have travel in my blood like some of my friends and family members. It is probably mostly related to my fear of flying. Luckily I have embraced the joy of Xanax and have a lot less trouble getting on planes these days. So in the last three months I have been to Las Vegas, Ft. Lauderdale, Detroit, and San Diego.
Mostly I have been traveling because I want to take advantage of the freedom that I am experiencing right now. I could not travel the last few years when my mom was sick. Also, I know that when I am blessed to become a mom I won’t be able to just get up and go. Despite trying to take advantage of my freedom and my new love affair with Xanax (don’t worry I only take it to fly) Philly to San Diego is a big flight for me. For me to go to the west coast I really need to be inspired. And I was.
If you want to see hear about my Las Vegas trip check out this post on Las Vegas in your 30s. You can also check out my Facebook and Instagram if you want to see pictures from Ft. Lauderdale and Detroit. This post is about my last trip and how I did not find Joy in San Diego.
Well the city of San Diego was pretty great. It was beautiful. The weather was nice. I liked the palm trees. I got to see the kissing statue and the Pacific Ocean. It was a neat greenish color. I stayed in the Gaslamp area near the cool restaurants. I also saw more skateboarders there than I have in my entire life. So, I know you are wondering what the problem was. Well I went there to see a boy. A boy that I like. A boy that it turns out did not like me back. It sucks! 🙁
So the trip was pretty rough on me emotionally. But I’m glad I went. I went there for two main reasons. I wanted to see if I really liked this boy ( I did) and I didn’t want to look back on this time in my life and wonder what would have happened If I had taken the trip. They say most people regret the things they didn’t do more than the things they actually did do. I did not want to regret not taking the chance. I wanted to feel brave and I wanted to be rewarded for my bravery.
Well that’s not what happened. Life is not a Hallmark movie and taking chances and bravery is not always rewarded. But I did get the answers that I was looking for. I will get over my bruised feelings and wait on my Mr. Joy Chasers. But I won’t have regrets or wonder over any what ifs. I still get to feel brave and proud of myself for taking the chance even though I did not not find Joy in San Diego. So be brave and take risks anyway.
Have you ever taken a chance and have it not go your way? How did you get over it? Have you been to San Diego? Did you see the kissing statue? How would you describe the color of the water?