So, I think I’ve been planning this trip back to Maui since the day Kris and I returned last February. With the new travel restrictions I figure that Kris was probably a no go. I’m okay with that. I’m still taking foxpartyofone.com lol.

Hawaii calls to me. Maybe my biologicals were from there. I just know that I have always had a great love for the sun and the ocean. That first trip back in 2016 made me wonder how I had lived all this time without it.

I booked my tickets.

This decision wasn’t one I made lightly. A lot of thought went into it. If you know me, I’m a thinker. I know there is Covid19. I know there is a risk involved with travel and I know that the outcome is unknown. But I also know that every year that passes me by I am one year closer to not being able to do things. I have an expiration date, we all do, whenever that may be. It could be tomorrow, next year or 10 years from now and I want to live my life and do stuff that I may not be able to later. I can’t sit around and say that I will do it next year because if the pandemic has taught me anything it’s that there is no guarantee on tomorrow.

I know that some of you may not agree with my decision. You think I should stay home. Stay safe. Wait it out. Don’t get me wrong. I totally get that. I will wear a mask or two on the airplane. I already practice social distancing. I will get a covid test three days prior to flying out. I just won’t let this pandemic consume me.