My chance of lifetime came wrapped up as a four-day fully loaded girls-only trip to Las Vegas. No kids. No spouses. No lunches to pack. No laundry to fold. No dinners to make. Heaven in Sin City. Sign me up.
For the first time in five years, I was going to be away from my family. Considering the last time I left my kids for more than one evening was a ten-night stint in a medically induced coma, this was a big deal for me, and even greater proof that when life gives you a second chance, you better darn well appreciate it. You betcha for sure.