Before I met Ernie and started working on the water, I was studying to be a Licensed Professional Counselor. Halfway through my master’s degree in Mental Health Therapy, I realized that being a counselor wasn’t fun. In fact: it was hard. Hard on your heart more than anything; emotionally draining. That’s not to say that…
Up until this very moment, you were fine. You thought everything was fine, that is. You were probably doing some quotidian task, minding your own business, and then – BAM! It hits you. The question. “WHERE HAVE THEY BEEN?” I know, I know. It’s been a long, long – LONG – time since…
As a natural phenomenon related to our career as owner-operators of Yacht Lolalita, we have the privilege of meeting and temporarily living with about 150 new people every year. We’ve had such interesting, unforgettable experiences, getting to know people from all spectrums of the world. We cherish everything we’ve learned from their presence in our lives….
Ask my mom- she won’t lie. Ask her how her daughter feels about the morning, waking up, being up early, functioning at any am-hour. From what she can remember (not having lived at home for quite some time now), mornings and Megan do not mix. We are water and oil; sardines and strawberries; iPhones in…