It took 35 hours to get to the place where my Eat, Pray, Love moment would surface — on a tiny resort island in the Maldives. — Disclaimer: this blog was originally written in December of 2021. After refinement, it is being published now. The author is no longer in the Maldives, but rather back in Texas (a less exciting but equally endearing place), and at a new job that she loves and at which she feels…