Pull yourself together. That was my first thought on Sunday night. My second was, get to your happy place, and I knew exactly where that was. Less than 36 hours later, I found myself exactly where I needed to be - nearly 3,000 miles away from home in a place where I knew the sun would shine a little brighter.
I’m known to love a spontaneous trip, but this was more of an urgent need to be rescued from my daily life. I’m so grateful that my best friend welcomed me to be her guest on such short notice. She’s truly a hero. Of course, Stacey knew exactly how to handle my sadness, heartbreak, and confusion.
She took me to her favorite hot yoga class to take my mind off things and really sweat it out. She sat me front row at a Tosh.0 taping so I could laugh things off. She pointed me in the direction of her favorite beach where I soaked in the sunshine, got lost in a new book, and watched the surfers patiently wait for waves, never discouraged when they fell off their boards. We road-tripped up to Santa Barbara—T. Swift blasting—so I could ease the pain with some delicious Pinot Noir. And when I couldn’t hold back the tears while watching the sunset one evening (dramatic, I know), she gave me a hug and encouraged me to cry it all out.
When it was time for me to hop on the red-eye back to reality, I felt strength and courage towards the possibilities that were ahead.
Thank you, Stacey, for bringing me back to life and reminding me that laughter is the best medicine. Your friendship means the world to me and I have so much love for you and your beautiful life.
Intention: Don't give yourself the opportunity to fall apart. Get to your happy place, surround yourself with love, and practice staying strong and joyful.
Laura Bruns is an editor living in beautiful Charleston, South Carolina. When she's not making history books pretty, she can be found napping on the beach, sipping bubbly with friends, or enjoying a sunset run.
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