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Getting Lost to Find Myself

I had been to Club Med twice before my son was born to prove that I could travel by myself and be okay with it. I love the new sense of self and confidence gained after both trips. Unfortunately my future trips would be of a different nature. Two weeks prior to my wedding my 0lder brother John , with whom I was raised (we were 1.5 years apart) passed away unexpectdly. With his passing I completely lost my sense of self and belonging. All I knew is that whenever I had time off from work I wanted to get as far away from home as possible...and Club Med was my saving grace.

After my brother's passing I had traveled to South America (not with Club Med) and it was the loneliest I had ever felt. Though I had run as far as I was willing to go, there was no safety net nor community for when I wanted to be with people. The country I had traveled to provided a great escape but not what I wanted.

My next Club Med vacation took me to the West Coast of Mexico, like my previous Club Med trips I felt like I was coming home. I knew that I could spend the first couple of days lost in my thoughts, lost to the rest of what I knew to be familiar and still be somewhere I felt comfortable and not too alone. By the third or fourth day with the sun, G.O.s, G.M.s and great activities I found myself regaining who I wanted to be. The excursions, friendships and shows allowed me the opportunity to re-energize and continue my life at home until my next vacation.

In losing myself at Club Med destinations I found myself again; not to mention creating wonderful friendships, unforgetable memories and finding the person I was prior to losing my brother John... and for this I am thankful.