A few months ago I encouraged my 19 year old niece to go somewhere by herself (of course I've been trying to get her to backpack Europe, so start small) and she did! She visited a friend in Virginia and flew by herself. Okay, so that's something she has accomplished that I have yet to do, and I told her so, she can do anything, even fly alone.
Two months later, here I am sitting at the gate waiting to board a plane for Indianapolis. I travel a lot for work, usually conferences and my husband tags along. We've been to several cities we may not have visited otherwise. So why is this one different? I started a side job coaching teachers and the company I work for also provides professional development. An opportunity popped up and I had room in my schedule so I jumped on it. It's a 3 hour training, that's it, so it's a quick trip. I've never been to Indy and neither has my husband but when I started looking at flights I knew that we couldn't swing a few extra days, I would need to get in and get out. He told me it wasn't worth it, I didn't want to be the one to say it so I'm glad he did.
