A friend of mine just returned from a weekend retreat; it was the first time in her 46 years that she traveled solo. She made new friends, learned new things, and discovered something about herself that many of us spend a lifetime trying to find, inner-peace and the strength of knowing it’s perfectly acceptable to be alone.
My first “career” began in 1986, I was in training to become a flight attendant. During training, I met Kathy, who was older than me (and by older, I would guess she was in her mid 30s, but since I had just turned 18, a thirty-year old seemed middle aged!) Kathy retold stories about camping. Alone. I remember thinking, “What sort of freak goes camping alone? I would NEVER go camping alone. I would never go any where alone.”