I pay rent. I have a car payment. I have student loans. And yet somehow I am still booking flights. Travel isn’t something I do because I am wealthy—it’s something I do because I make it a part of my life. Here is how I make it affordable for my lifestyle and why I believe more women can do it too.

Happy birthday to me.

And Happy Birthday to every version of Little Avery that deserved softer days, louder laughter, uncondtional love, and a future she could finally look forwatd to.

This year has been about healing her, protecting her, and becoming the woman she always needed.

What started as a girls’ night filled with music, movemnt, and nervous giggles turned into something unexpectedly emotional: women reconnecting with themselves without shame attached to it. Somewhere between twerking, vulnerbability, and a guided meditation on my living room floor, I realized confidence is really about feeling at home withn yourself.

A spontaneous Saturday, a reading slump, and the kind of bookstore that reminded me why I fell in love with reading in the first place.

Travel has a way of showing who you are when everything familiar no longer fulfills you. Travel has taught me to open my eyes more and reflect.