Imagine a 5’2” twenty something peeking over the steering wheel of a white cargo van, winding through Navajo Nation with distinct red hues gleaming off pillar shaped rock formations in the distance, 80’s pop blaring through the speakers, and a miniature sheep peeking out the passenger window.
The absence of a significant man in my life while traveling these last few years, has taught me some important things about myself and my needs.
I have noticed an abundance of articles lately from single people in their twenties, referencing all the perks of not being in a relationship and concluding how amazing it is to be single.
This is not a beautiful love story where I live happily ever after with the guy I met abroad. However, it is a true love story with life lessons.
The first time I saw him, I knew. I knew that he would become a part of my life.