After the weekly Sunday expat brunch, I decided to hit a few beaches and see what was going on. James and Rebecca told me about a new part of town that I had never been to before so I added that onto my agenda and took off after eating an excellent chicken parm.
The expat crew from last week’s brunch. A great group shot I thought I would share.
I first stopped at Banana Beach. I climbed down and sat in the jungle to admire the views, until eventually I was eaten alive by mosquitos and decided I need to throw the bug spray into my everyday bag now that it’s rainy season.
The beach had a few local fishermen trying to snatch dinner.
And some local kids enjoying the crashing tide.
Never forgetting to look up, I was glad I did.
I then drove further north and stopped a Nai Thon Beach which was disappointedly very polluted with trash that had washed ashore with nobody attending to it. The view was not worth staying for so I meandered up the road only to stumble across this gem of a place called The Hill Bar.
Had a tiki hut feel to the place.
Some great Instagram shot opportunities.
It had a walkway out over the jungle which turned my stomach just a little bit wondering how supportive their structures really were. But it would be a great way to exit the world I suppose if it did collapse.
The views spectacular. The horizon line of the sea literally looked fake, like someone penciled it in.
Since this place was off the beaten path, I asked if they were serving alcohol, assuming they were not in any tourist district, and they were. SCORE!
The bar was adorable.
I took these steps to check out the upper level. The view up there was not any better.
It was a little bit like the 3 Monkeys restaurant in Kathu, but cheaper and more casual.
Such a refreshing summer drink.
I sat on a pillow on the floor, sipping my mojito and watching the sea. This may be a great place in the future to take in the sunset. But tonight I still had to get to the grocery and it was looking like it may rain.
Overall an excellent weekend adventure! Making the best of my time here. Always satisfying to find new places to fill my curious soul.
After seeing some photos of amazing sunsets on the expat group texts, I was jealous and frustrated that I always schedule my work at 7pm, making it impossible to take in sunsets during the week. So I noted on my Saturday calendar that I was going to catch it. No matter the cloud coverage. I was going to adventure to a beach to catch whatever view I could.
Ironically on Saturday afternoon, James posted that he and Sterling were going to watch the sunset at Catch Beach Club. I was in! Sunset and with friends, yes please! It did not disappoint.
As soon as I pulled up and heard the crashing waves it brought my heart instant joy. The sky started off in a pastel palette that merged perfectly with the restaurant’s decor. It was so peaceful. I ordered up a virgin mojito (no alcohol yet allowed to be served at restaurants) and watched the sky transition.
I was stunned at the coloration.
Wishing we were legally allowed onto the beaches, but this was good enough.
This shot captures the surreal view emotionally for me.
Even the white orchid was a perfect match.
When the sun eventually hits the horizon it becomes such a different shade. As if giving us one last shine before exiting the day.
Never gets boring to me. Never the same show twice.
Selfie moment.
Captured this shot of James and Sterling taking it in.
Layers of nature, captured.
James and I trying a selfie while attempting to also capture Sterling on the deck behind us.
A wonderful evening, enjoying it with others that equally appreciate the beauty.
By the time we left the night had fallen and the bar was lit up ready to serve the virgin drinks.
On the way out, these mirrors and their colors captured my eye so I snapped a quick photo.
Beaches still remain closed but I am forcing myself out, attempting to find places not yet seen. I have covered most of this island but occasionally on google maps I see something that I think may be worth checking out. Tuesday I decided to check out a dam. Google maps showed a back road there that I thought would be an adventure in itself. A new road. Never know what you will encounter. My advise is to always take them.
I took off in between my Cambly classes and tried to find that road. Google maps is not always reliable. I never found it. But in attempts to explore new roads, I did turn up a few, to meet dead ends and beautiful views.
Took a road following a delivery guy and it led me to some massive homes with a view of the east.
I eventually found the dam. I thought it would be a place I could walk around and there were a lot of people out exercising but I took the lazy route and just scootered the perimeter.
As you can see Phuket has been in a drought. They are welcoming the rainy season.
The dam wasn’t that exciting, but it got me out and the ride always feels good. Along the way I found a climbing wall and some cool street art, so to me it was a win.
I found it difficult to get out of the condo the next couple days. Then Kang Kang suggested from a book that she has been reading, that I journal 3 pages a day about nothing. It’s supposed to unleash some creativity and allow a brain dump of some sort, which I have been needing. In my silence here, I struggle with the crazy in my head. So I tried it on Thursday and immediately after finishing, strapped on a bra and took off to explore another viewpoint on my list.
I took a wrong turn up this very steep road and admired the view of Kalim Beach below.
When I finally found the right road to the view point, it was not an easy ride. Not all paved and some steep inclines that made me happy I had my brakes checked out recently. (knowing I would need them on the way down)
After parking Mean Mia I hiked up a chicken filled path to this view. Not quite worth it in my opinion. It looked like they were attempting to build another structure beside this rickety viewpoint, but the view itself was not quite worth the climb.
I took a glance at my google maps and saw that the road I took to this point circled around and came out at a different end point. I decided to take that route back to possibly discover a few new sites along the way and if nothing else, at least a new road travelled.
As I was going down the road, I started to question my instincts. Never a good moment for me. The road became a dirt path, with occasional large mud puddles which proved challenging to get through. There were also a lot of rocks which made me wonder how stable Mean Mia’s tires really were. At one point, just keeping the bike up, was my focus.
My thoughts wandered back to my childhood. We used to have a wooded area behind our house growing up and the boys in the neighborhood would ride their dirt bikes down the trails. I wondered if I should’ve joined those bad boys. I think I would’ve really enjoyed it! I thought at this point in my adventure I would be better off with a dirt bike. (no offense to MM)
I came across this sign at the entry of my continued path. My google translate was not working so I decided maybe I shouldn’t enter. I later translated it.
Still not sure exactly what would have lied ahead.
At this point I turned around to try a different trail down the mountain. I was then chased by jungle dogs and literally had to accelerate to not get my ankles bit! It’s funny, whenever I have spoken to my Asian students about hiking, I always ask them what animals they see along their adventures, and they always answer dogs. I thought this was such an odd answer, until I started trekking the jungles of Phuket. It’s a real answer! 🙂 These are dogs like we keep as pets, not wolves, but they survive in the jungles.
On a side note, I also spoke to one of my regular students who told me he ate dog for dinner. He explained that he understands a lot of people do not eat them, but in Northeastern China and parts of Korea it is acceptable. So I asked him what it tasted like.
I did not escape this adventure without laying my scooter down. My leg is still in a bit of pain. It’s uglier than it hurts. Getting old ya know, we bruise more easily. At one point on this ride, I thought I may have to spend the night in the jungle. But thankfully my bike started back up and I got her up and going again, managing to get back to my condo right in time for my evening lessons.
Jason, Noni and I named ourselves The Avengers in our group text after our last crazy exploration back in March to Black Rock. (see March 15 post) This adventure was equally as challenging and rewarding. True to our crazy hiking souls, we broke through the “private property do not enter sign” and followed the path. Noni speaking Thai is helpful at times. He was able to chat with the locals sitting out front of the gated off area who granted us “permission to enter”.
We always let Noni lead, letting him go ahead and make sure the pathway is “do able” and he usually answers “can” which is so sweet, like Jason and I can” handle it. We later were hitting a rough patch and we told Noni we wanted a refund on our tour 🙂
Me waiting for the boys to arrive. You can see the red spot on my head from my helmet. I am wearing my bathing suit with hopes of hitting a secluded beach again on this trip.
Breaking the barrier. So glad I waited for them to do this hike with me. You may recall I was here before and obeyingly took head to the warning.
Google maps shows the trail ending but we found our way to the Blue’s View.
A true jungle trail. Amazing the beauty you find along the way.
Noni captured this photo. Absolutely exquisite! Looks like something that should be in a magazine.
He also captured this guy as he was changing colors. These hikes using their eyes is irreplaceable.
I finally put my hat on after we broke free of the shaded area. Sun was beautifully out and I even got a little burnt on my arms and feet.
This was the view we came out seeing. We could hear the crashing waves quite a distance away when we were still in the jungle coverage. It was better than I imagined once we saw them.
The fishermen were on the rock’s ledge. Their poles had a netlike attachment at the end.
It was great to just hang out and take in the sound of the waves crashing up on the rocks. Noni explained that Thailand loses a lot of fishermen yearly as the waves are unpredictable and will wash up and randomly wipe them out. Sad.
Jason was desperate to find shade. I warned him that what goes down has to come up 🙂 Ever since our last hike in March, I realized if you go too far down, coming up can be a bitch.
The Avengers! Later this same day, we went to lunch together in Kata Beach area which was like a ghost town. We were told we weren’t allowed to sit together at the restaurant unless we were family. So we said we were- I love that idea, us three so different, possibly convincing the authorities that we are family!
The locals told Noni that there was another path to an even better viewpoint. So we headed up again.
We ended up hiking to the place where the other fishermen were. Can you see them on the far rocks in the distance?
Selfie moment. Jason’s hair was hilarious in the wind.
Felt so free.
View before we hiked down.
Very steep but thankfully it rained so the ground wasn’t so slippery. Last time we hiked the earth was nothing but dust under our feet.
Noni taking the lead, making our way to the fishermen.
The diversity of landscape along the shores of Phuket is an example of God’s best creative work.
Noni found some shade and Jason started making his way down. I was a little worried, but eventually made it down to join them after sitting up on a high rock for a few minutes alone.
Postcard perfect viewpoint.
My Tevas yet again completing another Thailand adventure with me. A great investment from my tax return in February. I absolutely love that nature is free.
With beaches still closed and the threat of them extending that restriction until the end of June, I am getting antsy. But lately I have an internal battle within myself, just trying to muster up the motivation to get my body out the door. It’s hard to find an excuse to do that, but yesterday after the storms came through, I pushed myself to get a much needed oil change. After that, Mean Mia and I took to the roads again to explore for a couple hours. It did my soul some good.
I turned down a road I have never been down in Kathu and at the end of that street was this beautiful site. A quiet road lined in trees, vibrant in bright green from the recent rains. I followed this and it ended up at a monk’s monastery. It was like a homeless shanty town complete with three aggressive black dogs.
Tapping the trees. Not sure what sap comes out as they are not maple which is what I am most familiar with. Jason later informed me that it’s rubber.
After turning around I saw a very steep road and decided to follow it. (would never have dared with Tia) I discovered many houses with views and then found an abandoned structure. So I parked Mean Mia and went inside to take a look. Then stayed to enjoy the view.
I literally considered if I could squat here for a day or two and just breathe in the view.
After this I was a bit more energized and decided to see if the Kathu Waterfall was open to hike again. Since it heavily rained I thought it may be worth visiting.
My first view of Kathu Waterfall, where it ends. Then I hiked up the steps to see the start.
Greenery between the rocks -such symbolism of our ability to survive.
The waterfall was roaring! It was great to just sit and listen. I disagree with TLC, I love chasing waterfalls.
I love how in Phuket you can get right up on nature. No restrictions, they don’t care if you slip and fall. They trust your abilities and inabilities.
“Adopt the pace of nature.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson.
A gate is a point of entry to a space which is enclosed by walls. Gates may prevent or control the entry or exit of individuals, or they may be merely decorative.
I will admit I am getting a bit depressed during this time, not being able to see” and feeling like I no longer have purpose. I wonder what this life is about and being stuck’ without a future vision of any planned adventures seems to be wearing me down. And yes I realize the future was/is never certain but for some reason the corona energy is picking away at me. Every conversation I have with my international students always ends up on this CV-19 crisis subject.
I have learned over the past year and understand that what keeps me grounded is getting out and exploring. But I really have covered this island and nothing seems new and shiny to me anymore. My eyes are growing tired with the media negativity and nothing seems to catch my interest.
As I was driving around on Mean Mia , just to get out one day, I started noticing the gates here. There are so many of them. Some are ornate, while others so simple. All of them keeping people out/OR in? It reminded me of the isolation I was feeling, so I started to take photos.
I shared this gate photography idea in a voice message with my friend Angie, who video chatted me back saying possibly I was noticing them because I was no longer restricted by the gates of life. I am free and am actively embracing my new style of living. Love that positive twist. Today, I decided to take pictures on my way to and from my scooter ride while in route to meet some friends for lunch just to capture the variety.
GATES- if you google it, the first thing that comes up is Bill Gates. Sometimes I miss the days of less available information. I am sure you all can appreciate that as well lately.
This is probably the most common style of gate I see.
Always with touches of gold.
This neighborhood was very high end in the mountains and I was a little surprised at the simplicity of its gates. You can tell by the landscaping money is not an issue.
Saint Peter“ The image of the gates in popular culture is a set of large gold, white or wrought-iron gates in the clouds, guarded by Saint Peter (the keeper of the “keys to the kingdom”). Those not fit to enter heaven are denied entrance at the gates, and descend into Hell.
Pearly white ornate gates are more rare.
I wondered if any had remote control options like our garage doors.
Not difficult to find gates, they are everywhere here. I tried not to stop unless it looked like a different style.
This is one of my favorites.
I often wonder who picks them out while building the house.
Which gate would you want ?
This gold color always captures my attention housing a mansion behind it off the main road.
I love to post the landscapes that Phuket, Thailand has to offer. How can you not be impressed with its natural beauty? But I thought it would be interesting to share what the island looks like in transit to these magnificent views, because there is simple beauty in common life too. Below features the roads and some everyday sights. You can imagine travelling with me. Maybe one day I will be good enough to take a video which would be fun!
My typical everyday view, but I am pushy so I usually make my way to the front if I can. I honestly think I enjoy my life here more simply because of the transportation option of driving a scooter.
Typical traffic and overloaded trucks that you must do your best to get in front of because you KNOW this doesn’t always hold up to its final destination.
The locals prior to CV-19 selling what they can to make a living. Recently I have sadly noticed a lot more scooters parked along the road beside ponds. Locals are now fishing for their daily food.
Repair shops found along most roads.
This is one of the main intersections. I drive past daily.
The electrical wires, if maintained, would really help for a better view along streets but this is a developing country.
I find it fascinating that they have all the modern features of traffic lights and yet no regulations on truck capacity or what is allowed on the highways.
A very typical site. Family Mart and 7/11s are everywhere as well as these side cart scooters which always slow up traffic.
Flowers bloom in the most random areas and are a welcome splash of color to the urban streets.
Things open up at night as the temperatures usually cool down. But now we are stuck with a 10 pm curfew which is strictly enforced.
As you can see the building structures are not modern necessarily but are filled with a variety of local shops.
There is a 7/11 at every corner, almost like the Starbucks in NYC. Unlike the chain stores in America, the 7/11 stores seem to have ownership that allows various choices of products. I can find mini Mexican bottled coke in one, only plastic bottled options in another, and yet canned in a third. Some offer a ton of fresh bakery products, while others only frozen food options. I love the ones that offer eggs so I don’t have to fight the crowds at the grocery. (I live off eggs these days!)
Since these convenient stores were my only food option temporarily, I have found the cleanest ones in my neighborhood with the best variety. The 7/11 stores are also where I pay my gas and electric bill and scooter payments, all cash of course. You can purchase a sim card or a face mask. Genius one stop shopping.
I keep hearing the news about many countries slowly starting to open back up. Phuket was 7 days CV-19 case free until today when 4 new cases were confirmed, yet most places here remain closed. Outdoor seating only in restaurants which is not great since we have entered rainy season. Beaches, pools and my beloved coffee shop remain closed and most places are still ghost towns.
Airports /flights are still discontinued and if you want to cross the bridge off the island you need to make an appointment and get a health approval from a clinic prior to exiting. The good news is I don’t need to check in with immigration until July 31 as they are trying to limit the amount of people at the government bureaus. (My 90 day check in would have been May 28)
Although nothing is yet open, Mean Mia is able to cruise the roads without the restrictions of past district road blocks. We took a roundabout way back to Kathu and went up to Rang Hill to see if it was open to the public, wanting to sit in the sun or enjoy the view. What I found instead was that this area was now taken over by the monkeys that I never have seen here before.
They were lounging about grooming each other.
One tourist got out of her car and went right up to these guys and took a very up-close photo. One monkey jumped onto her back. I don’t understand people. I mean why would you think we should be getting close to these wild animals? I kept my distance.
Mother’s Day flowers blooming at Jason’s house.
Flowering bushes after a night of rain.
These were captured on our hike up the steep hill to the Big Buddha.
Today Jason and I decided to go on a morning hike up to the Big Buddha. He lives very close to this monument. I thought we were going to take a trail up from his house, but instead I followed him on my scooter half way up the main road to the Big Buddha and then we parked and walked the rest of the way up. Was good exercise nonetheless. And scenic too.
We passed these elephants who were chained and not able to leave their areas. Made me sad to see one of the elephant’s head bobbing constantly.
Up the hill on the right was the bull elephant.
Jason reminded me that they were not skinny and were not in cages. Good points. Guess it could always be worse. I love how they blend in with the dirt landscape. I think they are covered in mud to avoid the sun and flies.
View walking up. Taking this photo was my excuse to get my breath back:) It is an extremely steep incline!
We started out at 8:30 am and finished at about 11:00.
It started to sprinkle so Jason grabbed a leaf to use as a natural umbrella.
We sat in a gazebo once we got to the buddha and watched the rain roll in. By the time we headed back downhill we were bound to get soaked. Jason gave up on the umbrella leaf.
At first I was a little bit disappointed that the sunny days are now limited as we head into the rainy season, but I am reminded of my time with Traci when she visited me in Phuket. That feeling of just accepting the rain and it being one of the best feelings! When it’s warm, a little rain feels refreshing and so natural. Embracing the rain is something in The States that we rarely do. Reminds me of the simple days when I was a kid. I no longer have to go to any job or place where looking like a drowned rat will be disapproved of here, so I plan to embrace this season full force! A new approach to what would normally keep me down.
When doing a Zoom meeting with a couple of the artists from my past team, I clearly saw how all of us are so uniquely different. Not that I didn’t already know that, but it triggered my thinking. What would be your sitcom if you had one written about you and the life you lead?
People have teased me that I’m living the Eat, Pray, Love story—but I don’t see that at all. It was a good book for sure. But at the time when I read it, I thought, “must be nice to have money.” Wasn’t exactly my inspiration. So what inspires us? What would be the main focus of our personal series?
Laura Bingle would absolutely have her own dry humored comedy show and I would watch every episode. Pam York would host a very peaceful series about kindness and inspirational support, with a realistic take on it. Jeff Hannigan, I decided, would have a show about his new pups. An animal comedy show of some sort. Mine….?
I used to always say my ex-husband Victor needed his own show called “Everybody loves Victor”. Would yours be a family show? Or an adventure about taking risks? A cooking show? Or what not to eat? (ie: Lucky Charms for dinner- aka Debbie) A how- to- tutorial on Rye moms paddle boarding on the Long Island Sound? A mental illness survival guide? Suburban alcoholic moms gone wild? An environmental awareness show? Disc golf champions then and now? The making of a rock star? Think about it, the possibilities are endless.
Would anybody watch your show? What would need to change in your current life story to make it worth the producer’s investment?
We all know current reality shows are overly acted and dramatized. I mean Tiger King, seriously? I’m scared and embarrassed to see people like this actually exist in America. We are all relatable humans but are we properly telling our true stories? Contributing to the world with the gifts we have been given?
My daughter Zozo created this cartoon of me. I feel like it would be the perfect image for my anime. I think my sitcom would be about finally saying ‘fuck you’ to the expected life societal norms that we convince ourselves we have to follow in order to be deemed appropriately acceptable and responsible. Possibly a digital nomad travel show of a middle aged, not so special, feisty average joe, making her way appreciating the world and all it has to offer. Inspiring her daughters to think globally and push their limits.
I can appreciate those travel shows where people go to extremes and are constantly nonstop, but I see them as so out of reach, a life most of us can’t relate to. Like Olympic athletes who are completely out of our world achieving the impossible. And kudos to those super humans!
But I guess what I am saying is, our stories as we live, are enough. Just make sure your character is not the one we all wish were killed off in the show, but rather are intrigued by their authenticity and evolving life struggles.
For everyone, I know this month has not been wonderful. I hesitated to blog at all because we are all sick of hearing about the virus and the negative effects it has on us. The world has been turned on its axis and we are seeing changes we never imagined we would in our lifetime.
I’ve had a few friends reach out and ask if I was doing okay since I haven’t blogged for quite some time. I love using this venue to share my adventures and passion for exploration. But I consciously do my best not to express negativity here. Let’s face it, April is full of it.
A friend of mine reminded me that being authentic is what people want. We have enough ‘fake book posts in the social media. Considering this comment, I decided to blog about the realities of April for me. (thanks Ayla)
I’ll start by saying, this month has been quite a roller coaster ride. After two years of dating, the oceans that separate Justin and I proved to me, yet again, that love is never enough to make something work. So “begin again” is really kicking my ass. This relationship is the toughest to leave since it is filled with nothing but fun- filled memories, compatibility and positive experiences. Never a fight or hardship. It’s a love story that was never going to have a happy ending given the different paths we are on. That being said, the deep heartbreak I am feeling is worth the time spent. I wouldn’t trade the love exchanged for anything.
Knowing I would sleep my life away given this circumstance, a kind soul in my life suggested I work up a schedule to keep my body moving in a routine of sorts. In attempt to stay sane during my alone time with just my crazy thoughts, and thankfully, my Cambly students, I chicken scratched a loose routine to follow. I have been following it ever since and as much as I hate the monotony of it, it does work!
This is a personal glimpse into my life. Yes, I have to actually put showering on the schedule. I need to start putting shaving on there too 🙂
As if being alone inside a condo for a month is not enough to drive you crazy, I then got the news that the sale of alcohol during this period in Thailand was banned. Yep!! I am sober and solo. At the time this notification was issued, I had a bottle of wine left and a little vodka. I decided to just get a good drunk on and finish it off. Happily some wine was shared during my morning hours while on a video call with Stephanie! (love you!)
The notification. Happy fucking birthday to me.
Below is my view for 6 hours a day, 6 days a week. My Cambly students are the best!!! I have back to back appointments and love all the stories and wisdom they share with me about their lives and their current situations with the virus. I swear I get more from them than they do me, but they continue to schedule with me- so I’ll take it!
My 2020 storyboard reminds me of the changes I want to see. It is taped onto the TV I have never turned on.
Corona varies around the world. Korea and Taiwan are the only countries open”, but Korean schools are still closed/online classes only. Japan is just now starting to shut down. Saudi Arabia just found out they have to stay indoors all of May also. There will be no celebration for Ramadan. Vietnam is shut down. Brazil has an insane twin brother to Trump as a leader, so their president just fired their Minister of Health and all smaller governments are being pressured to open back up. China has implemented an app that keeps track of your health and whereabouts. (true big brother)
Every country continues to battle the reappearance of the virus after numbers were low for awhile. Most of the new cases seen are from citizens returning from other countries, or in Taiwan’s case a military ship that was brought back to shore after a month away at sea.
On my island of Phuket, there have only been an occasional 0-3 new cases daily. (total number of cases below 200) They are hoping to open things back up May 1. But once tourists come back, which is much needed here for financial stability, I am sure we will see another wave of cases.
Today I adventured out on Mean Mia and discovered all my parameter roadblocks. They literally put up barriers . You have to stop and have/show a pass to travel anywhere outside your zone. The police officers are super friendly and kind. I tried to convince them to let me go the grocery which was right across the street from the barrier, but in the end, I could not. Now my grocery shopping is basically from the local 7/11 store. (a lot of chips and soda!)
Upon returning I sprayed my keys and door handles with an alcohol spray that Jason gave me. Is this the new paranoid normal? I don’t recognize myself.
My breakfast time. Every day reading my ‘Jesus Calling’ and ‘Unfuck your Brain’ daily quotes to start my afternoon off right. The irony in the two I realize. (the peanut butter and bagels are leftover from an earlier grocery visit)
I’m so bored I even analyze movies I watch. This was my first anime film and I found it so interesting in an unexpected artistic way. I usually do not love cartoons.
My daily visit outdoors to get some sunshine is spent on my tiny balcony. I can only capture the sun from 10:30-11:30 am.
Stole from a friend’s FB post. Truth simply put.
A lot of people are taking this indoor time to do some house cleaning. (not me…..:)) My friend Susan in NYC came across this photo of us when we were all in our mid 20s! Half a lifetime ago! We have a zoom call scheduled this weekend to reunite! The little blessings of this downtime.
Notice all the alcohol- those were the days we could drink til 2 am and get up and work our asses off the next day at AMC.
My daughters’ 21st birthday is tomorrow. Their entire life they were looking forward to that day they could go out and party it up legally. Now ….I think their plans are to meet for bubble tea and drink from their separate cars with friends. None of this is the end of the world, but definitely every person can relate to all of our plans being tipped upside down. Adjusting to uncontrollable changes.
Divorce prepared me for this. Once I found my way through 20 years of marriage dissipating, I clearly see that change is an entity we all need to welcome. You never know what lies ahead, nor can we ever rely on our false sense of stability. (in my case financially and mentally)
BEGIN AGAIN. On my right ankle, a reminder as I step forward toward another chapter.
Tonya Takes Thailand 