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What Driving for 53 Hours Alone Taught Me About Grief and Trust
What’s worse than driving across the country once? Driving across the country twice. There is nothing quite like 53 hours in a car with nothing but your thoughts and a dry-heaving, anxious, elderly dog. One of us was taking anxiety medication for the trip, and unfortunately, it wasn’t me. Chasing 5000km of Change If you read my first post, you know that I am living life without a timeline or a road map. I am not sure where I am going but I know that I am chasing things that feel good. Recently, that meant packing up my Subaru and driving from Gatineau, Quebec, all the way back home to…
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Choosing a Life of Oceans over Offspring: Travel over Tradition
I have always jokingly called myself the family disappointment. Not because I genuinely feel like one. But because I have never been the type of gal to follow the ‘normal’ societal path that is drilled into us as littles. So, moving through life, I have consistently shrugged off my interesting choices as keeping the title of the family disappointment alive. From getting a neck tattoo at 18 to wanting to abandon a life of routine for a life of travel are examples of what would fall under this self-appointed title. But in all seriousness, my family supports and even encourages my unique desires. And I know that my mother loves…