THE #MYSOMEDAY MOVEMENT

Often my grandma would talk about the places she never got to see. And every time, it broke my heart.  I hated the thought of her wanting to see a place and never getting to.

And the worst part was, the places she never got to see were so close to home.  She wanted to ride a trolley in San Francisco.  And go to New York to see a show on Broadway.  All so close; she said she’d get there some day.  Then never did.

In the last year, it switched from “I’ll go someday” to “Why didn’t I just go?” And it shook me to my core.  It broke my heart and I wanted nothing more than to be able to take her to those places.  

Disclaimer: There’s nothing I hate more than when someone I love is sad or hurting or broken and I can’t do anything to fix it.  So I try and fix it with food, because I am my mother’s daughter. And she’s her mother’s daughter.   But still, my heart hurts for them and I try to think of any other way I could possibly fix it while they eat my homemade guacamole.

Anyway, that’s where “my someday” started.  Since my grandma died, I’ve thought a lot about, well, a lot of things. And I’ve come up with this: I don’t want to wait around for some day that may never come. The world is big. I know I can’t see it all. But I’m going to do what I can to see what I can while I still can.

One quote that I come back to constantly and makes me strive to live as fully as possible is this:

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs.  Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and go do that. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive."

My hope is while I live out my someday now, someone, somewhere will be inspired to do the same.  The world is in need of a lot right now.  If I can help just one person come alive and that alone can bring a little more love, hope, compassion and empathy into the world, then attempting #mysomeday will be worth it, tenfold.

MY SOMEDAY

In July, I’m converting a van into a makeshift camper van and driving it around the country for two weeks.  I’m also making my friends come with me.  I know, I’m the WORST.

There are a few ways you can join us on our adventure.

And along the way, I’m going to be collecting the most absurd road trip postcards I can find.  I’d love to send you one! If you’d like a postcard from the road or to see other ways you can contribute to #mysomeday, click here.

In the next few days, I’ll reveal where exactly it is we’re going.  So stay tuned!