LI'm starting to pack things up at the house so my son, Will, can move in. He's taking care of the dogs, Enyce and Cali, while my husband and I explore the world.
We're starting the journey in Indonesia. With all the touring I did, I've never been to Asia. Bali seems like a good start. I'm hoping to free my mind of all the crap that's taken so much space over the last years and make room for some personal reflection. I think this is a good place for spiritual trekking.
So from now on, my blog will record this journey.
Lets start with the mess - physically and mentally.

Well, it all began here.  Meet my parents, John and Barbara O'Dell.  Now, granted this is an older photo.  They wouldn't want me to use a recent one because they're 87 and don't like the way they're aging!  I made that up but I'm sure they'd agree.  My dad was a teacher and coach and is slightly amazed and happy that I've finally found sports!  He coached basketball, I love football.  My dad taught me about music and Elvis, and is a man I am extremely proud of.
My mom went back to college when she was in her 30's (something unheard of in the sixties and got her nursing degree.  To this day she is the oldest living graduate of the University of Arizona School of Nursing.  She taught me that women deserve whatever they want in life.  I'd say she is a feminist in a way, but she wouldn't know that.  She just did what she thought was normal. 
My parents started in the mid-west and moved to Oklahoma and then Arizona.  They are drifters, though, and have moved many, many times.  Today they live in Tucson.  It's taken me a long time to really appreciate my parents and understand what great gifts they've given me.  I simply would not have been me without them!
May we all spend a moment in gratitude for the people who gave us our lives.  Some were not as lucky as I was.  I had love and laughter amongst the angst and anguish of growing up.  THANKS, MOM AND DAD!