While I traveled to Greenland, my 11-year-old unexpectedly started taking the bus and making his own lunch.
I took my first big solo trip in years. My son's independence was the unexpected reward.
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Jamie Davis Smith
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I left my son at home to go on a weekend trip with my parents. We went wine tasting, ate grown-up meals, and I felt taken care of.
I take each of my three kids on solo trips and they get to do whatever they want. They have different travel preferences.
My 30-year-old son is independent and lives across the county, so I rarely get to connect with him. I thought a trip to Hawaii…
At first, celebrating my birthday alone in a foreign country felt strange. Now I can't stop taking annual trips by myself.
While our twins were at camp, we took our first big trip together and went on a cruise in Europe. It gave us all a chance to grow.
I broke my biggest travel rule to take my kids somewhere I couldn't forget.
