This summer, we take a new road.
Everything will change as we essentially start a different, though temporary, life.
But before I get to that, let’s back up a bit…
In April of 2016 my father died. He was 56.
In just 18 months, the monster that is cancer stole my motorcycle, Habs and country music loving dad. He was fairly healthy, active and at the height of his career.
But so quickly the monster reared his head, gnawed at every fabric of his life and wrapped its relentless tentacles throughout his body, sucking the life out of him and biting hard on those who loved him most.
I spent his last month by his side in the hospital. For much of that month he expected to go home. As I watched him suffer, I wasn’t sure what to expect or what I even wanted. Cancer wards are horrific places and those horrors will imbed themselves in the crevices of your brain, staying with you and keeping you awake long after you have left.
He passed away while I was buying a hotdog at the local farmer’s market -- an attempt to spend a few hours forgetting that my family and I were living in a hotel room and waiting for someone to die. I will never forget the 30-second elevator ride up to his hospital floor, unable to breathe and knowing from my stepmother’s urgent text that it was over.
Today, I try not to think too much about any of it.
The realization that we could go at any time sliced and suffocated my soul and made it feel like there wasn’t enough time for anything. And when I looked at my then six year old, that reality was even more terrifying.
In August 2016, I quit what was supposed to be my dream job -- a job that I didn’t really realize was hurting me until it wasn’t anymore. I left an organization that I loved and had given 12 years of my life to be stay at home mom. It was a role I never imagined myself performing but was suddenly desperate to have and make my own. I had started a company with two partners back in 2013 and the plan was to focus on that and my family...and to slow everything down.
I haven’t regretted the decision for a second. And the girl who once burnt noodles-in-a-cup (the kind you just add water too) even become a decent cook!
Later that year, my family spent a month travelling through Vietnam. It was incredible and our daughter thrived in a very new environment. We loved having less stuff, learning new things and just generally being together. Half way through the trip, we realized that our trip was just beginning.
Fast forward to now…
This summer we’ll get on a plane to Europe and start a one-year around-the-world adventure that will hopefully take us through more than a dozen countries on at least four continents.
So that’s what this blog is going to be about - our family's journey around the world (and all the planning and preparations that come before it) in search of education, community, friends, family and homes away from home…and most importantly...a little more time.
We’re not quite sure where we’re going, but feel free to slow down (or even sit down with a cup of coffee) and come along for the ride.