With Every Thought

This afternoon, I was doing yard work, and while glancing at the sky, some birds caught my attention, they were chirping on the power lines. Thinking to myself, of all places, you're here. In my back yard. Why? You have wings and could go anywhere? And yet you're here. Then right as those words came off of my lips, I scoffed. Wings! If only there were these metal objects that can either drive or fly me anywhere I would like to go.  Thinking to myself, Cindi, would you want to be somewhere else? As I began to daydream about being on a yacht in the Medatraiean or biking on the coast of the outer banks. Huffing to myself, keep dreaming and got right back to doing yard work.  When I grow old, I want to have never-ending great memorable stories to tell my grandkids and even the other residents in the nursing home. Why not? What is stopping me from going to these places you only see in advertisements, on tv or as prizes on game shows.  Do I have to follow the same direction as the

Some of the most consecutive things that are on my bucket list mainly revolve around traveling. I have already fallen in love, made an adorable little bundle of joy and many other things. So all that remains are places to go. I would love to go to Alaska because of it being commonly known as the "last frontier." Paris, for some reason I am obsessed with the Effiel tower. I have a hundred tiny little figures and photos it laying around my house. The Great Wall of China, I would love to walk this entire length. I believe this would be a memorable experience. However, I know it will be nearly impossible because of its length. Hawaii, The beautiful island, scuba diving, hiking, and eating all the fruit is what I would do there. Greece, Mama Mia, and Sisterhood of the traveling pants those movies have made an impact on my life for becoming slightly obsessed with wanting to go here. When thinking about going to Greece who wouldn't want to go? Tokyo, pay a little weird I am ob

Over Memorial Day weekend my parents, my darling daughter Charlotte and I went to the eastern shore of Virginia. It was a much-needed vacation, my mother is an essential worker and the stress of what was going on in the world was maxing out our anxiety.  I drove the entire way from Pennsylvania to Virginia towing our pop up camper. We arrived in the middle of the day at my uncle's house, a town outside of Chincoteague island. After setting up our camper. We began our usual tourist vacation routine. Driving around scoping out what was open and what was new. With a list in hand and yelp reviews read, we were ready to take on this small island. With all businesses and visitors listening to social distancing guidelines, lines were long and businesses were overwhelmed and packed.  The weather was either warm accompanied by mosquitoes or windy and cold. There was no in-between but I’m not complaining I enjoyed both temperatures and packed for both.  The first meal of my vacation was shri