Sometimes the best day trip isn’t about going far, it’s just about giving yourself permission to slow down.
A perfect day trip, outside doing nothing, is really about me having the freedom to let go of my daily tasks, move with ease, and be present in the moment. It’s not about having a packed day or doing something grand. It’s about capturing the feeling of a day that asks nothing from you. And at this stage in my life, that is all I want.
Yesterday, Rico and I went for coffee at our favorite local café and ended up sitting there for three hours straight just talking, laughing, and cracking jokes with one another. The coffee was hot, the vibe was easy, and for once I wasn’t worried about what needed to be done next.
Now that our kids are grown and our 14-year-old does her own thing, I may have found myself a new gossip partner... the hubs.
Naw, we mostly just sat there talking about life and random stuff that had nothing to do with the kids or paying bills. And honestly, it’s funny how we can get so busy doing life that we forget to enjoy it.
Don’t get me wrong, we did everything together, but mainly as a family. Which is beautiful when you’re raising kids. But now Rico and I are in a different season, learning what we like doing as just the two of us.
Funny how after all these years, I’m still discovering a new version of us.
I’m finally in a space where I can do for myself, and truth be told, I don’t really know how to do that without trying to configure the whole family into it somehow.
Seriously, I don’t know how to turn off being a mommy. The one in control of everything. The one making sure everybody is straight.
I love planning family stuff, not individual things. All my girls work except the 14-year-old, and now it’s time for me to find myself.
And that is not a bad thing, it’s just a new level that I have to unlock. So stay tuned for that journey. (Yes, I am on a journey)
But, on the funky side of life, I am learning not to overwork myself. But, honey, that is one of the hardest things for me to do. And that is to let loose, rest and be still without feeling guilty. Ha! While writing this post I am still trying to justify going outside for human pleasure. lol:)
It’s funny how you can live so long in survival mode that it starts to feel normal.And at the age of 54, I am still unlocking all kinds of new lessons.
But, hey that conversation is for another chatty day.
This weekend, I just wanted to enjoy the outside and do nothing, so I did.
And every place I went, I locked in a new memory.
We even played the xylophones outside (just being playful, like kids again). We shared a banana and peanut butter sandwich with a matcha and caramel latte. We sat outside, soaking up the sun, talking more about love, life, and when we first met.
We walked our city and took in views we’ve driven past a hundred times but never really noticed.
And for some reason, by the end of our morning, I felt so refreshed and so alive.
Side Note: This was a simple day that I've spent years letting pass me by. And,I can’t wait to do it again, and again, and again.
How was your weekend?
Drop a comment, let’s chat. This is my safe space, and I’ll be right here if you need me.
Until next time, live a life that brings you joy.
XO, Tangie Bell - a gal living beyond existing
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