The Wander & The Lust

Tuesday December 31 st 2019. Tonight, we close out the year. Tonight we close out a decade! So many people are posting photos reflecting on the last decade and it got me thinking back on mine… and, WOAH, what a journey!!! At the start of the decade, I was relatively new to living Stateside. I’d been here 8 months. I was married. I was full of excitement and promise of my new life in America with my ex. I’ve never really been one to plan far ahead so at that point, I didn’t know what I wanted my future to look like… but I’m pretty certain I wouldn’t have asked for what the next few years brought. It was a rollercoaster. About a year after I moved out here, my ex decided that this life with me wasn’t for him and asked me to move out. It was like having the rug pulled out from under my whole world and I found myself back at the very start – at square 1 in life. After a couple of days of thrashing out all my feelings, thoughts and logical plans for the situation, I made the ...

A couple of weeks ago, after chatting with a good friend, I decided that I would start a new blog. The focus of my blog would be based around the trials and tribulations of choosing to be self-employed and how my life and travel are impacted by that choice. I never even considered that one of my first posts would be on this topic as it is not something I have really talked about. But my emotions following an Instagram post I made yesterday have me feeling compelled to get these thoughts down in writing. To share my experience. To try and make sense of the words in my head. To join others in showing #wearenotalone. In June of this year, I suffered a miscarriage. This isn’t anything that I have been super open about sharing, or talking about. I haven’t gone out of my way to hide it, either. Yet, yesterday, I decided to join the thousands of posts on social media of a lit candle, with the hashtag #WaveOfLight to remember all of the babies would never made it int...