Navigating Work, Wanderlust, and Family Life
Every summer, we pack up our boys: Hunter (8) and Miles (6) and set out for a month of travel. This year, we are headed to London, Corfu, Albania, Sicily & Malta. I didn't start traveling this way until I was in my 20's. I absolutely thought travel like this ended once you had kids. Turns out, traveling with littles is a wild door opener. You don't need to speak the same language to be met with kind eyes when your mildly feral, loud little boys bound into a room. Their behavior is human and parenting is a shared moment of understanding, words become unnecessary. It is human connection at its core.
Travel is also about space. Space to be inspired, space to connect back to the essence of what got me into this business in the first place. We will stay on farms and visit a few wine-producer friends on the slopes of Mount Etna. We will connect with my late Uncle's friends on the island of Malta, where he built golf courses and where we will spread his ashes. My mom, who is the glue that holds our wild tribe together, will meet us for part of our trip, which is such an incredible gift. We will explore Albania, a country we know very little about except that communism was late to fall, so they are considered the North Korea of Europe. The through line in all of these experiences is connection. I often feel like my purpose as a mother is to show my boys that, despite the devastating news, the world is more good than bad and that people are inherently loving, open, and kind. I also believe that what you put out into the world is what you receive and that even when things don't go as planned, where you end up is where you were meant to go in the first place.