Time is the Big Unrenewable Resource

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I often engage in adventure travel with my son. While we enjoy museums and food tours, we are low-key adrenaline junkies and enjoy the occasional thrill.

We have zip-lined across the Zambezi River. We’ve ridden ATVs across the Sahara Desert and through a forrest in Chiang Mai. We’ve also flown in a helicopter to get a better view of Cape Town. We love snorkeling in the open ocean and riding roller coasters – the scarier the better! 

When you become a parent, you’re often faced with the thought of something terrible happening to your child. One minute you can be watching your child be silly or minding your business washing dishes and the next minute a flash of a terrible accident crosses your mind, briefly paralyzing you with fear.

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Self-Care and the Art of Being a Good Mother

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“If you are traveling with a small child or someone who needs your assistance, please put on your mask first before assisting others”.

For those of us who travel, we have heard these words more times than we can count. So much so, we rarely pay attention to them when we are on our flights. We are settling our kids in or sending those last few text messages or emails before the flight attendant walks by and asks us to turn off our electronics. We aren’t paying attention, but rather occupied with other things.

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Here and there: The cure.

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Phuket, Thailand | December 2015

 

I feel most at peace when I am in or near water. So my son’s affinity for swimming only makes sense.

We both are on our way to an upswing with this adjustment. After being here for 9 months now, we are learning how to navigate not only the city but our emotions better. Learning how to understand when we are just tired or stressed and take some time for ourselves. But we are both longing for the water again.

It has the power to cleanse us. I read a quote by Isak Dinesen that said “The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea”. I definitely believe this to be true. And we have definitely experienced all of them at some point during this year.

We are learning. We are growing. Continuing to swim through the ebb and flow of this adventure.