The Story I’ve Been Waiting to Tell
In August of 2025, I broke my leg, and it has drastically changed my life. I’ve always been independent and constantly on the move, and suddenly all of that was taken from me. I’ve had to slow down, accept help, and learn to adapt. I’m learning to walk again now, but I’m still far from being back to normal. With the unexpected downtime in my life, I finally decided to do something I’ve talked about for years: share the story of what it’s really been like to live on my boat.
Documenting My Liveaboard Journey
I researched how to document my journey. From this research, I realized a blog was the best way. It combines writing, photos, and graphics. So I started building one—and here I am, finally telling my story. I’m not capable of working right now. I’ll be adding some affiliate marketing recommendations in future posts. I hope to earn a little income while I recover.
I’ve wanted to share my boat life since the day I moved aboard. Every day felt like living inside a dream. But I never felt photogenic, and I didn’t have the confidence to let the world into my life.
My cousin in Bakersfield is an Instagram influencer, and we always tease her that she “sells her kids on Instagram.” Every photo is perfectly coordinated—matching outfits, matching hairstyles, everything curated to look flawless. That’s the influencer world: the perfect life, perfectly presented.
My kids are grown now, but I still feel like I live a pretty perfect life—just in a different way. The weather, the views, the community, the freedom of living on a boat… it’s all worth sharing. And now, even with everything that has happened, my life is still beautiful. I’m on a bigger, nicer boat now—one that’s spacious enough for me to live comfortably and even have company over. In so many ways, my life feels more perfect than ever. The only thing that isn’t perfect are the scars on my leg. Even those scars are becoming part of my story.
I’m still nervous about posting videos of myself talking. I’m also nervous about sharing pieces of my everyday routine. Nevertheless, I know I’ll have to get over that hurdle. It’s part of the process, and I’m ready to grow into it.
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