How My Vacation to White Lotus Land Changed Me

In Asia I was reborn after suffering a lot of loss.

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What do you do when you find yourself untethered? Take a month-long trip to Thailand. Because, why not?

With my husband and mother passing only seven weeks apart, my caregiving duties came to an abrupt halt. I drifted through the days, wandering from room to room in the once busy house. I had no schedule to keep, no pills to count and no food to chop into bite-sized pieces. With every turn, I ran into “should-haves,” “what-ifs” and guilt.

So, I packed my bags, hopped on a plane with my sister and headed for Asia.

I did have several White Lotus moments, although none of them involved a dead body. The only thing that died was the emptiness inside of me. I focused on living in the moment, taking care of myself and enjoying my newfound freedom.

That’s not to say there weren’t challenges. For the first 48 hours, it was impossible to stay awake during the day. Throughout sleepless nights, my mind kept flashing back home, hoping everyone was getting their pills and meals on time, before realizing that caregiving was no longer needed.

Eventually, my mind, body and spirit fell in sync. Each day, my sister and I explored the city of Bangkok, focusing on self-care, shopping and staying alive while crossing the street.

We had a daily foot massage at the cost of only 400 baht or $12. Contrary to what I expected, a foot rub included my entire leg reaching almost to my crotch, followed by a shoulder, neck, head and arm massage. With my eyes closed, I drifted off as the strong hands of the masseuse erased the aches in my calves from having walked hundreds of miles within my home.

To be fair to the rest of my body, I also indulged in a two-hour facial and full-body massage. As the gentle fingers of the masseuse worked my muscles, the grief I carried escaped a little at a time.

Eventually, I began healing.

And between self-care and beauty treatments, I experienced life with a new outlook.

Group of people participating in a lively festival on a sunny city street, spraying water guns and splashing each other during a celebration
Both Thai and foreign tourists were seen joyfully engaging in water gun fights at Khao San Road a major tourist landmark during the Songkran Festival on April 14, 2026, in Bangkok, Thailand.
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I was fortunate to experience Songkran, the Thai New Year celebration. But unlike the three naive ladies from last season’s White Lotus who were unsuspectingly drenched in water, my sister and I were armed with large water guns as we forged our way into battle down Soi 11.

But the water fight is not just for fun. Water is believed to bring good fortune, fresh beginnings and blessings for the coming year. The elderly are highly revered in Thailand, so the older you are, the more blessings you receive. Our white hair was a call to action!

At one point, water splashed onto my head as a river formed at my feet. I was laughing with tears running down my face, although no one could tell. Without warning, I was drenched with a longing for my husband. He would have loved this celebration. I could hear his voice saying, “Jane, aim and have fun.”

Feeling him beside me, I knew I was going to be okay — not only during this massive water fight but going forward with my life.

Another highlight was a trip to a beautiful resort in Phra Nakhon Si Ayutthaya, near ancient ruins. Upon arrival, we were served drinks on a patio surrounded by lush greenery and a gentle waterfall. Peace washed over me as I viewed the ornate temple across the sparkling Pa Sak River. The concierge arranged for a Tuk Tuk to take us to the ruins, a boat ride down the klong and breakfast. All the while, they thanked us for coming.

Calm lakeside landscape with clear blue sky, tree branches framing the view, and distant hills across the water
Landmark of Pasak Jolasid Dam in Lopburi, Thailand. Area building of dam and weir for water barrier with clear sky background.
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And speaking of Tuk Tuks, we did have one harrowing adventure in which a driver took us on an errand rather than to our destination where we had booked another self-care treatment, this time involving eyelash tinting. Our driver had no interest in our beauty agenda. He wove in and out of traffic in the opposite direction from the one we had provided. With one sharp turn after another, I wondered if we were on a drug run. He held up five fingers and said, “I do you favor. You do me favor.” What kind of favor was he doing us? We were paying for transportation! I thought of jumping out, but then he might have zoomed off with my sister.

After a 20-minute ride, we convinced him to pull over, and once my feet safely hit the curb, I realized how our trusting natures and white hair could get us in trouble. In retrospect, we probably didn’t need to pay him for taking us in the wrong direction. But the 200 baht or $6 was worth the price of freedom.

My eyelashes have since faded, my feet will have to settle for soaking in the tub, but the blessings and kindness from the wonderful Thai people will last a lifetime.

Years of caregiving taught me patience and compassion. This trip allowed me to turn that attention to myself.

Upon returning home, I walked into my newly furnished bedroom, surrounded by all the wonderful memories of our long marriage, ready to accept whatever the future holds.

I feel grounded.

Has a vacation ever completely transformed you? Where did you go?

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