My last 24hrs was full of emotions. I was anxious and scared of my move to D.F. For the first time in my life I was going to a foreign country without knowing anyone or traveling with someone that’s familiar. I felt like the 1.5 week I was in Miami just wasn’t enough. My grandmother (98yr old) was in the hospital for most of my stay and she was just hilarious the day I was leaving. I shed a tear when I said goodbye because I knew this could be the last time. I mean she’s def strong, but one just never knows. My mom, aunts and gm had apparently saved up all their energy for the last 24 hours because it was nonstop advice on what I should and should not be doing in DF. I am def way too old for what they were saying, but the lil kid in me appreciated the attention and love I was receiving so I just sat back and took it all in with a smile. I also visited old friends and family members I hadn’t see in well over a year. Those are always good times.
Let’s not forget that the beginning of my Miami stay, started out with a weekend family trip to Orlando, Walt Disney World. Followed by Miami/SouthBeach’s gayPride weekend festivities where I got to also hang out with friends I hadn’t seen in years!
The short 1.5 week I stayed in Miami was an intense stay, which ended with a much needed 30 minute nonstop sobbing session. It had been months since my last “session” but I believe that crying is healthy and was so excited it was finally happening.
I’ve had some memorable times in Miami (per blog) and this was once again, one of the most memorable times in Miami.
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