That’s what happened to me in my early thirties when I was asked to attend a work-related conference in Seattle. Excited at the opportunity, I agreed to go but never imagined how this trip would free me from the self-imposed wall I build around myself. The one that made me feel safe and comfortable. The one I had no intentions of tearing down.
This trip was a lot of firsts for me. It was my first visit to the west coast, my first cross country flight and my first time travelling without loved ones. I was excited but nervous.
A few co-workers sensed my anxiety and took me under their wings. They helped me navigate the airport and escorted me to the hotel. They took me with them to see the sights of the city and always invited me to dinner.