A Birthday to Rememeber

So, I’m not gonna lie. I did not wake up in the best of moods. Our hotel is loud, and I woke up with a terrible headache, likely from altitude sickness.

Breakfast was coffee, hard bread, and dry cheese. Not my favorite.

We met up with our group and did a walking tour of Cusco. The cathedral was insanely beautiful! We couldn’t take pictures inside. It was a replica of the one in Seville, Spain but with a twist. For example, they had a painting of the last super but instead of a lamb on the table, it was a guinea pig (their favorite local dish- I’m not kidding.)

It was so good to be able to talk and text several friends and family today. It truly made me feel loved.

I talked to my daughters for a few minutes today, which made me extremely home sick. I literally started crying and said, “I wanna go home!” Yes, like a 2 year old.

Then, I decided to do “The Model” on myself from life coach school, which is basically where you strip down your circumstances from any emotions, recognize the sabotaging thought you are having, and choose another one that is more true, and more beautiful.

My truth is that I am so blessed to have time off work, to be able to travel and to see the world.

After getting my head straight, I decided staying in my room is a bad idea. So, I went looking for adventure. I wound up finding local horses to ride and saw some amazing sites.

You see, life is what we choose to make it, isn’t it? I could choose to stay in my room, crying, missing home, feeling sorry for myself that I wasn’t home celebrating my birthday with friends and family and eating good ole American food, but instead… I rode a horse. And the difference is everything.

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