8 days to punta cana

I have eight more days .... I go to Punta Cana. It finally hit me....i am going. I can not believe I am going to have a real vacation. I am so lucky... I dream of the beach and the sand in my toes.

Ive blessed over the last couple of weeks. Rob made valentines day so special. He chocolate cover strawberries while I was work. Yesterday he helped me washed my car. I've finally started to feel at home here and that i belong here. It 's been almost 4 months ....

Stacy came to visit at the end of January, it was amazing .... to see her and have her see my home on the coast.

Work is still part of my monkey brain. I need to stop the chatter in my brain. i need to find a way to silence ... so i co exist back into life.

I am trying to find the peace ... the peace deep in my mind and start to make time for the stuff ... I loved to do before this adventure. I finally feel ... I am starting to piece back the pieces of me. The control freak inside of me... need to feels some kind of control. But walking into the unknown ... has been a amazing journey.

I've so much lately... so much has changed...a year ago .. I didnt own a car .. and was struggling with learning the to drive ... I felt isolated in my former position. I could trust myself ... that I was loved.

8 more days till white sand beaches. I have not seen white sand beaches since the 90's in australia... I am learning to live a bolder life. I learning to dare to be braver ...