Favorite moment

So I've been asked time and time again what my favorite moment of the trip was. Now that I've been back to reality for about a week (and what a crazy week it's been!) I think the best thing about my trip was, well, the experience. Many of you know that I pack my days and nights full of activities. Work, climbing, skiing, hiking, running, throwing parties, babysitting... I am always doing something with or for the people I love. However. This trip was about me being with mostly me. Dinners/skiing/running/hiking by myself. Some of these things I do alone at home, but not to this extent. I think I almost forgot the sound of my own voice cause I wasn't ever really talking to anyone... So then I started talking to the car... just kidding. sort of. But that's another story. However, the experience of having to eat dinner by myself and really face solitude, well, this might be funny to some, but that was a scary thing for me. I thrive off of the energy of other people. But I finally forced myself to do all of these things and the best part, I really enjoyed it. And now I look forward to my "quiet" Lil time. And no longer does this time alone have to involved running/skiing/climbing/etc etc... But it can be doing normal things. Grabbing a bite to eat at a restaurant that I want to try. It has been a disasterous year for me. No denying that. Two relationships that failed miserably. Both doing quite a number on me. However, I am finally feeling like I am standing on my own two feet. No longer feeling codependent. No longer feeling like I have lost control over my own life for some unknown reason. No more doing things simply to please someone else. I am finally embracing my independence. Combining that with my self confidence and strength and I know I am going to be ok.

So ask me what my favorite moment and I'll probably pull something out like the skiing, the sunrise in Taranaki, the massage in Rotorua. But ask me my favorite experience and what really matters and the answer is, my newly refound independence. Something I didn't realize I was missing until I was forced to deal with it again. And now I see. Welcome back independent Libby. Glad you've returned.