With no expectations...

Showing up and imperfectly moving forward

I left for Barcelona with my carry-on and my backpack at the beginning of December.

I had not been home since before the 2020 Global Apocalypse and although I love living in Florida (I love heat, what can I say…), it was time for me to get out.

It may seem like an oxymoron but it is easy for me to get lost when I am in the same place for too long…

I’ve s…