“What the hell for?” asked every single one of my friends when I told them I was going to ALABAMA. Besides Alabama being one of a handful of states I had yet to visit, I figured there must be something cool here to do there, right? I mean, every state has their “thing.” Put it this way; I got way more than I bargained for and if there was one trip that tested my patience, creativity in adventure, and ability to make sound vacation destination choices, this was it. My Nights of Rodanthe fantasy, despite every effort to remain positive, was fading by the minute. (Whomp whomp.)
Now, I have zero qualms about being by the ocean. Talk about a serene place to decompress and find inspiration in writing. However, if you decide to come for a visit in the middle of hurricane season, you can expect the tides to be deadly and the only one on the beach.
I am chilled due to the extreme winds and am likely to get burned. Cake by the ocean is apparently not a real thing, and I want a do-over on all of it. (Telling people via your social media channels that you will have cake by the ocean (like the song) before you return is one way to quickly get educated on the alternative meaning of the phrase. Look it up.) There are tiny violins playing sad songs for me across the country, and one of these seagulls is bound to sh*t on me any second. That, in a nutshell, is how this trip is going.
I am trying to make lemonade, I swear, but I’d be lying if I told you this was another bright, shiny and life-changing trip like Sedona. It’s just not. It is exactly what I wanted but for some reason, my heart isn’t in it. When you come from the best trip of your life, nothing can compare. In general, when we experience the best that life has to offer, it’s hard to expect the next thing to live up to it.
But what do we do when things don’t go our way?
We panic, we freak out, we try to control every single little detail to turn it around. We want a refund, a redo.
How did we get here in the first place, and where do we start digging out?
Like every other decision I’ve made in my life, I know I need to own this one as well and figure out how to make it work for me. Now is the time to find the joy even during challenging moments. In life, we are responsible for the decisions we make, good or otherwise, and we need to do the best we can with them.
How do we turn bad decisions around?
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