Back when I was in college, people were always going on trips. They’d go abroad with their families or head to spring break on a whim. I never went because, well, I was a college student who made weekend babysitting money that just barely paid for my beer, I mean groceries. I was lucky enough to have a family that paid my college tuition, minus taking out some hefty loans, but they couldn’t afford to send me on vacations with my friends and I certainly didn’t expect them to.
At just a few months short of 35, I’m not very well traveled, however. In fact, I haven’t really been much of anywhere at all because I’ve never exactly had the means. I don’t take vacations with friends or boyfriends. Typically, I take one short vacation a year and that involves driving three hours with my two kids to go to our local beach, the one I’ve been going to since I was a kid. It’s always fun in the way that vacationing with kids is fun. As in, once you accept the stress, the packing, the expense, the realizing that no matter what vacay-fantasies you’ve been having about said trip for months, you’re likely going to end up going exactly what the kids want to do for a few days and not really much of anything that you want to do, ya know, sometimes there’s room for a little fun leftover.
Still, family trips can leave a bit to be desired. So this year, I’m determined to take a trip, alone, for the first time in my life. Even if it’s just for a couple of days (which it will be), it will absolutely be worth it.
Here’s why I think it’s so important.
Source : https://www.littlethings.com/solo-mom-vacation-this-year/