Tonight, I’m doing a visualization activity—journaling as if it’s the end of our first full day on St. John during next year’s spring break. I want to capture the peace, the joy, and all the beautiful little details that made it unforgettable.
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Today was everything I imagined and more—our first full day showing the kids around our favorite place on Earth: St. John.
We woke up to the gentle rumble of a morning thunderstorm and a burst of heavy rain, but instead of rushing out of bed, I let the soft sound lull me back to sleep. By the time I opened my eyes again, sunlight was streaming through the blinds in our three-bedroom condo at Grande Bay Resort.
B and I brewed some coffee and enjoyed it together out on the patio, overlooking Cruz Bay while the kids relaxed inside. The storm had already passed, and the morning sun had dried up nearly every trace of it. The day felt new—fresh and full of promise.
Once we were ready, we walked into town for breakfast and stopped at a cozy little bistro in Mongoose Junction. We sat outside, devoured breakfast tacos and flaky pastries, and chatted excitedly about our plans for the day.
Later, we caught one of the open-air taxis to the north shore beaches and spent the morning at Trunk Bay—the very beach where B and I got married. The water was that unreal shade of turquoise, and the sand felt like powdered sugar beneath our feet. The boys and E snorkeled with their dad, while I played in the shallows with the little girls, building sandcastles and splashing around.
We tossed a football, played frisbee, floated lazily on rafts, and soaked up the sun until everyone was hungry. We grabbed lunch from the Trunk Bay grill, and B and I shared a round of Painkillers, toasting to this life we’ve built.
After a few more hours of beach bliss, we headed back to the condo to rinse off, nap, and unwind before happy hour. Around five, we strolled down to The Beach Bar for appetizers and cocktails. The kids played barefoot in the sand while B and I listened to live music and soaked in the warm, golden hour glow. The energy was light and vibrant—just classic island magic.
For dinner, we returned to the restaurant at Mongoose Junction where we celebrated our wedding night all those years ago. We even sat in the same section of the restaurant. It felt surreal—like a beautiful full-circle moment. We ordered dessert for the whole table and champagne for us, toasting to memories, milestones, and everything ahead.
The walk back to the condo was slow and sweet. The sky was lit with stars, and a nearly full moon cast a soft light over everything. The kids surprised us by saying thank you for bringing them here. They told us they get it now—why this island holds such a special place in our hearts. They already want to come back next year.
Tomorrow we’ll be renting jeeps to explore the island’s east side, and later this week we’re planning a day trip to Jost Van Dyke. I already know it’s going to be another unforgettable day.
I manifested this trip, our financial freedom, and the life of my dreams through committed, daily practice. I focused on gratitude. I chose certainty. I studied the Law of Attraction and the teachings of Kabbalah. I believed it was already mine. And now, it is.
Thank you, Universe. Thank you, Creator.
I can’t wait to see what’s next.
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