I took a break because I was broken.
It’s been hard to find my voice and write something down when you wake up and find yourself in the present day version of “The Handmaid’s Tale”. I’ve traveled quite a bit in the last year, seen lots of friends and family and committed myself to more non-profit fundraising efforts and yet I still harbor this anger and constant agitation, I can’t shake it. But I’m working on it. For one, I’ve stopped fighting with complete strangers on FB. It’s just never a good idea to log on in the evening after 3 glasses of wine. Two, I bought a bird feeder and bird bath and you’d be surprised by all the action that goes on between the cardinals, the blue jays, the woodpeckers, etc. The robins don’t eat from the feeder, they like worms and insects but they do love to take a long bath as the other birds wait patiently in the blueberry bush for their turn. I just had to buy another feeder as a raccoon apparently took the entire hanging ball full of seed back to it’s lair. “Selfish!” is what my sister had to say about it.
Third and most important, I took a family vacation to Santorini. I put away my phone, rarely checking it, and let all my worries melt away in the sun. I ate greek salad and fresh fish (every day), drank delicious wines and swam in the most perfectly blue, salty water I’d ever been in. We took a catamaran trip where we swam in different coves, enjoyed a delicious lobster BBQ, jumped off a cliff and then watched the famous sunset over Oia. That did the trick.