As we get ready to board our final flight home, I can’t help but feel nostalgic. For some, it is & always will be a dream that will never come to fruition.
If you told me 10 years ago fresh out of college, that I would one day have enough $$, enough stability, enough time to travel to somewhere like Bali… I would have laughed in your face. I would have denied that was a reality for me.
I thought that something like this trip would always be a dream for me. Not to mention, I never saw myself doing yoga in Bali in the middle of the jungle.
But the older I get, the more important it is for me to realize that I can live my dreams one step, one day, one trip at at a time. And I am so so humbled & grateful for that realization.
And so happy that all the storms have lead me to this life, this now, & this serene moment in the jungle.
So live your dreams, pursue your passions, & dont forget all the storms you weathered to get where you are now!