Yesterday I had a very rare treat…I spent the afternoon alone. I am the type of person who doesn’t mind being alone. I actually enjoy it-I’m not saying that I want to be alone all the time, but each day I need some time to myself. Since having children getting out and doing things solo is about as rare as seeing a unicorn at your local petting zoo. It just never happens. Because my husband and I never lived close to our family before our children rarely left our supervision. We sort of have this motto, If the kids can’t go-then we don’t go.
Now that they boys and I are back home and surrounded by all sorts of family, I realized I’m going to have to “let go” and relax a little when it comes to leaving my children in the supervision of others. When one of my husband’s cousins asked if she could take the boys for the day, I knew they would be in good hands. My son negated any reaming doubt when he asked rather exuberantly, if he was going to “have a babysitter?”
Yesterday while my boys had a ball at the park with their big cousins, I enjoyed a wonderful afternoon by myself at one of my favorite places in Miami. The Vizcaya Museum and Gardens.
For the last two years I’ve recalled this area in particular from my memory hundreds of times; because it is where the opening scene from my novel takes place. I can’t tell you how exciting and inspirational it was to finally walk exactly where my character does. To compare notes from those in my mind’s eye to the reality was exhilarating in a way I never thought it would be. I struggle to explain how I felt as my heart beat quickened as I walked down the nature path to the museum’s entrance, or how I felt when I finally laid eyes on the stone barge.
I took a ton of pictures that you can view in my Flickr set: Vizcaya Museum & Gardens some of them are blurry and lopsided, I’ve got a new camera (insert big ***squeee*** here!) In case you’re wondering it’s a Nikon D3100 and I’m trying to learn how it all works…this was certainly a great place to practice.